My milkshake brings 85 to 90 percent of the boys to the yard
we're out of white wine, toilet paper and windex... too hard to explain via text
I wonder if all of the nights I blacked out will be revealed to me when I die. Have you ever thought about that?
Either your mom needs to stop making spagetti or we need to lay off the anal. I cant tell you how much im in pain.
Spagetti cuz im not giving up the other one.
she wants me to text her or call her all the time when we are apart...this is not high school...
I'm questioning the dried chocolate syrup on my tits.
the ball fondling will be left out of the trip recanting
i have this gut feeling friday is going to be interesting.\nAnd by interesting I mean I feel like im going to get punched in the face by his girlfriend.
I think it got a little awkward for her when my dad walked in on us and did nothing except leave half of his pizza on the table for us.
I fucking, woke up on a couch with a towel as a blanket to someones lion king ringtone.
Is it weird that I'm looking up pubic hairstyles?
Just watched a girl lose her dignity at the corner...it's not even midnight
Car is still out of commission. Looks like it's Grape Nuts and scotch for dinner.
I get off at 11. but they've been letting me go early cuz I've been crying a lot
A seagull just tried to steal my cellphone
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