id fuck shawn from boy meets world only if we could name the baby topanga.
I had to go to the bank to confirm purchases made on 10/31/09 because they were signed as Lady Gaga
Pray the makeout fairy visits me this weekend.
Sunscreen. In my vag. I hate summer sex.
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
We were just talking bout putting on helmets and going fo a car ride just to see how ppl react. I will def fit in here haha
um so slept at robs. he woke up, looked at me, and said ' oh my psychiatrists are gonna have a field day with this one' I think that's when you know you can't hang out with someone anymore
All I've eaten today is cookie dough, pecan pie and three shots of jack. Finals week here I come.
dont iron anything. we fucked on the ironing board. details to follow.
There should be an app that tazers me in my pocket when I'm spending too much money at the bar. Take a hint, Android Network. You slut.
Did I run away from you last night?
Yeah it was a great moment for our friendship
I'm crying at a bar by myself drinking a pear martini drawing things dicks are scared of. How was your day?
I'd like to thank you for ensuring I didn't die. Id also like to show you the most impressive bruise you will perhaps ever see
For real his Facebook page says he studied "sexual arts" at some random college I've never heard of. You've been warned.
He spent ten minutes post bj, limp cock still out, in shock repeating 'best blow job ever'. So yes, yelling I am the penis queen out the car window was justified.
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