So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
Hey when you come over to pick me up in the mornin bring a camera. This is going to be legendary. Don't knock.... They might cover up
saw you walking with that piece of shit
and that piece of shit just read that
I'm 99% sure that for 3 hours I thought you were British. We must smoke that again.
I did the walk of shame to church this morning.
hooker boots and all?
Yep. People looked at me like I was the prodigal daughter returning home. Full of sins but welcome anyway.
He came in my eye, I lost my earring and all of his friends saw me topless. Happy New Year to you as well.
I had to drink heavily last night because I needed to forget that you told me you want to blow my dad.
Haha pretty bummed I didn't stay night yesterday after the bj fest you described
Fair warning: We've transformed the living room into a giant tent.
Ive made peace with the fact that i will accomplish nothing except liver damage today
Travis is back on this booty and burgers thing. If I'm his delivery service for food he better fuck me how I want.
I remember it because it was right after the sadness and right before the sluttiness. The calm before the storm if you will
I would say I miss her friendship, then I remember that she gave 4 guys the clap. I'm good.
I just ironed my gstring.. this is please fuck my brains out on a whole new level.
Oh, did your mom say anything else about my butt?
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