Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
Grilled cheese is the best thing. ever. better than boys, and alcohol, and sex, and chocolate, and money. But not really the last two.
Last night I got a napkin with 4 names & numbers: Katie, Ellen, Kylie...and Brandon.
im going to live freely with my legs opened and my heart closed
not only did i soak my thesis by spilling celebratory shots on it, but i also stained it with lipstick making it obvious i tried to drink the vodka off it......dgaf, worth it.
I've spent more money on drugs for bonnaroo than my actual ticket. Proudly.
how was it?
he was petting the bushes because they were "napkins"
Normally this is when girls give blow jobs. That's how you mentally condition them to put up with PMSing, because they see the shinny blowjob light at the end of the tunnel.
A little sexual choking never killed anyone. And if it did, they died happy.
I'll come hang out with you guys later, but right now my parents aren't home and I have to take full advantage of being able to watch porn on full blast.
It's my birthday weekend! I'm getting a Brazilian and he's going to fucking Arkansas. Where the fuck are his priorities?
I woke up the whole house screaming I need my shorts they found me in the kitchen with a bag of strawberries naked
He's literally cuddling with the washer and dryer.
if he becomes president of the united states, I will tell EVERYONE that i took his virginity.
I blame her lesbian super powers of coercion.
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