Why do you proceed to call me "Queen La Queefah?"
oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
By connection do you mean me drunkenly grinding my ass on his lap for an extended period of time? If so, then yes, we had a "connection"
Wydf in so deruk i just dowwned a packet if salt waitibg for food at del taco
You SHOULD feel empty, we were at the top of our game, and by that i mean snorting things we don't understand and only a few steps away from adultery.
You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.
There are at least 3.6 billion human cocks in this world. Get some. Get as many as humanly possible. Literally. Do it. 1-2-3 go!
Pretty sure I sang "What Makes You Beautiful" to some random guy in a parking lot last night...
If you take a couple more shots you won't even know he's a mormon that drives a mini van.
Dilemas of the modern woman: deciding whether or not to write on your ex's wall for his birthday. This is serious.
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
You tried to use him as a battering ram. I'm 99% certain that's why he left.
Just threw up mid-poop. I can't drink like I used to.
I just remembered that before we left my house I vowed to stay fully clothed and I FAILED
It's 3 am. Nothing I've tried can get the taste of failure and vomit out of my mouth.
Randomize
