john hughes is dead. crushing any and all dreams of me ever being in an 80's john hughes film. bummer.
after a month anything with tits is on the radar
So he saw that playlist i made with his name as the title. i think he's creeped out that I have 106 songs that remind me of him
aw he's cute...not in a i wanna rip his clothes off way more of a put him in my pocket and keep him as a pet
And occasionally lick whipped cream off them abs
Exactly.
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
I can't believe you just thanked me for a blowjob on my Facebook wall...
I expect to be treated like a lady. Even If your sticking it in my ass.
looking at that huge scar on my leg from when i got drunk at 9 AM and walked into a grill. so excited for football season to start again!
I feel like god wrote up a contract of my life, and i just signed off on that shit without reading the fine print.
He had to put the child locks on the windows so you would stop screaming at random boys
You know I've done a lot of messed up stuff. But I never thought I would have to put a bandaid on my dick. Yet here we are.
Day one of being single and I've came three times. I can get used to this.
I volunteer to be the person who breaks into the room and runs around naked and has to be escorted out by police.
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
I just realized now that I slept with him while he was still wearing the maid costume... I've reached a new level of sexual freakness.
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