Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
There comes a time in every man's life where he has to shit in a catbox to prove a point.
the first sign of life we got from you was four hours later. you smiled without opening your eyes when tom whispered in your ear we were getting buffalo wings.
Was just explained ingredients in a four loko. Puzzles of the universe starting to piece together.
You were wasted and fell in a pond when you met him, it's not like you were on top of your game
When I sent you a text telling you to splash water on your face, you texted me back with 'Iwehre N qyull.'
I WALKED myself out of breath. And I'm lost I'm a Tim Hortons parking lot. That's how hungover I am.
I just want to know what horrible accidents of evolution allowed that tiny penis to exist
I feel like our relationship should have moved on from you constantly asking if I'm gay
I mean I sucked his dick at 3 AM... UNDERWATER. I think I have earned a follow back on twitter.
I'm just now starting to feel better... I remembered sleeping on the floor. I was peeing and saw his rug and it looked so comfy
I swear I get as excited about the sound of a condom wrapper as my cat gets when she's getting a can of food.
You were in the girls bathroom yelling at some random chick because you thought she stole all the urinals. That's why you were kicked out.
Bruise count after new years, 7. 2018 is looking up.
Omg. I meet up with you guys with bodily fluids on my chin ONE time and suddenly I'm a whore.
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