whats wrong with me. i have a coffee mug of wine in the library and i'm doing homework
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
Avril Lavigne as a judge on Idol wearing devil ears. it's like every boner you ever had in 2002 just came true.
last thing I heard her say before I passed out was 'this is great. I never get to be the big spoon.'
I basically get to watch her life fall apart via tumblr updates
Let's cut to the chase. What days are we sleeping together this week?
Apparently unused tampons can also double as things to bite down on during public sex to prevent screaming...
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
Hey, is this going to be a real date, or am I just meeting you at a hotel to have sex in the bathroom? Given our history, I think it's a fair question.
By the way seagulls wings are very soft. And the lesbian and or by sexual twins say hello. Be home in the little bit time frame.
i mean i'm drinking free wine with lesbians and listening to sinead oconnor so i'm not sure who won that breakup
my biography would be titled "haunting truths and dick jokes: a tale of love, loss, and masturbation."
apparently I like to do this thing where I wear pretty dresses and then pee on things on public. Picture proof. Four times last week.
Fuck me first. Then we can craft and watch Terminator 2.
She has no problem going ass to mouth, but won't eat the pizza crust. I don't get it.
Randomize
