how did your night go?
he asked for my myspace name.
I'm blazed at jack in the box and my order number is 420. I wish everything in the world made this much sense.
we are torturing ourselves with these mediocre cocks
Thanks for putting pants on me last night. And for calling me a princess.
Well, he has like 3 girlfriends but I think I could be polygamist for that dick.
He's basically like a fancy dildo that buys me dinner.
They were picking gravel out of my face for an hour. I think I took more out of the road than the road did of me.
Barfights against pavement aren't genrally won by people. Props.
Tried making out with pop rocks in my mouth. That shit is magical.
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
I just told the toilet I loved it. Bad sign.
Thank you <3 he just looked at me, fist bumped me, and asked me what was on my titty....we may cut her off
You were supposed to be my wingman and all you kept to her friend was "kill it with fire"..
be right there i have to get my cape
Enough talk of my burning loins. How is your day?
So, I actually said the words "but face tattoos are sexy"
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