we're blogging at a bar
Haha so you are never gonna want to meet my mom now...she just found your thong in her front seat
We just built a bong out of a pineapple. I am never leaving hawaii. Ever.
He jacked off on my pillow when he found out I left. It was like coming home and finding that your dog, with separation anxiety, had pooped in your shoes. I think I'm flattered...
Just drive me around campus, I will be able to smell their innocence.
I don't know how, but he made a bong out of a hamster wheel. To say I am impressed is an understatement.
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
Called my dealer in tears and we talked for an hour until I felt better. That's the way it should be.
I did the mature thing and subtweeted that bitch. She follows me so she'll see.
I rocked my own world, he was just a prop.
If fixing it is ignoring it, and getting naked. Then yes we fixed it.
NO FUCKING RANDOMS IN AN ALLEY
HOW THE FUCK IS IT POSSIBLE THAT THE JUNIOR HIGH STUDENT IS BETTER AT BEING AN ADULT THAN I AM!?!?
Her vag MUST be made out of starbursts or something equally as delicious.
Was just at a stoplight and some kid was smoking a blunt and we smiled at him and he offered to pass it between cars... Only in Rockford
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