susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
Just bought a german beer stein with tuition cash. no regrets
I woke up this morning to my phone notebook open and written was "reasons why I'm a whore in chronological order" then it listed everybody I've had sex with in the past five months.
You wouldn't let me clean the puke off your face because I'd mess up your cat whiskers. Now that's dedication.
Either I'm spending too much time drinking or my perfume is starting to smell like a pineapple vodka.
like he couldn't stop by and throw me in the back seat and ask for a blowjob? he had to give me flowers?
i feel like the 7 eleven by your house knows our deepest, darkest secrets
I feel like death gave me a hand job
All of a sudden i love everyone. In all their flawed and failing beauty. This is pretty good weed.
Seriously can I go through one convo where masturbating doesn't come up
I just smoked a bowl with the lady who runs the special olympics. Your move.
But on the plus side, what he lacked in size he made up for with speed. And grunting.
I told the American that we should start banging in Canada incase I get hurt and have to go to the hospital.. is that rude to say?
Come over. Bring cocaine. And my t shirt with the dolphin on it.
I will give him this, every time we go to the club he gets a stripper's actual number.
Randomize
