i'd like someone to explain to me why my clothes are all sticky. including my fanny pack. yes, this is a mass text.
like why cant he just admit that he still wants to fuck me even though im underage
I am totally the chick from Intervention who barfs up wine and then re-eats it.
I feel as if I owe my bloodstream some tequila.
I keep telling girls I work at the carnival and then guessing their weights. I'm pretty sure I'm about to get kicked out.
I'm beginning to think the only reason I get laid anymore is girls are fantasizing sleeping with my dad...
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
The US State Dept doesn't need to know I'm a high strung drunken whore.
just gonna show up naked this time. that way i dont have to worry about finding my clothes tomorrow
Douche bag was crowd surfing, sack punched him. Crowd carried him away in a ball of agony. LIFE=COMPLETE.
i'm calling it my monica lewinsky shirt now. may it live forever in infamy.
He's getting me an energy drink and said good morning beautiful. He must sense i'm cutting him off from the sex.
That sounds promising. I'm twerking to human nature.
Well sort of got busted by a cop while having sex outside, so your call
U were so upset when the shower ruined ur nachos. I didn't kno what to do.
Randomize
