I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
...So a 6 ft tall drag queen in heels I would kill for just told me I have a dunkable ass. I'm confused...but I'll take any compliment I can.
He's paying me $45 to clean his room and $55 if i find the oxy that he lost.
Its become more of a routine.. Whenever I get done eating and have left overs I just take it over to his house and throw it all over the walls and windows. Pay backs a bitch ehhhh
I do what I can to inject something into your life every day. Today, humor. Saturday. Penis.
I AM THERE IN SPIRIT, TICKLING YOUR BALLS
We hotboxed his closet and accidentally lit some of his shirts on fire... do we have a fire extinguisher?
I just lifted up my shirt to scratch my stomach n a Dorito flew out of my pullover n it legit scared me when it hit me.
So... remember when you threw an orange in the closet when we were 16 to make wine? Just found it. Not wine.
I'm ordering dildos in a santa hat. You?
i got to his house for our first date at the same time as his dealer, so what I'm saying is I'm in love
you're hired as official boob wrangler
I lost the right to judge tonight
I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.
I'm actually more excited that I had so much sex this weekend that my ovaries hurt
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