I woke up this AM and all of my clothes i wore last night are gone. Instead i am dressed in air jordans, boxers, cargo shorts, and an Affliction t-shirt. the part that upsets me most is that i was with a guy who wears Affliction t-shirts.
I just walked through a room full of deaf people and farted i love deaf people
I just spent an hour correcting all the grammar and spelling of all the 2pac songs on my ipod
I actually kind of like the booze poos. It's like a colon cleanse. I feel skinnier.
If I knew losing weight would mean this many fucking creepers I would've just stayed fat.
Long labias. Talking about. Too drunk to explain. Tomorrow.
I really need to find a new way to reward you other than head scratches, nutella and blowjobs.
You working tonight?
Keg. Hottub. Wearimnh a 8th graders bikini. Mess
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
Ok not good, my info has definitely been submitted to this sugar daddy website before.
I'd say you were a shitshow. Playing floating beer pong in the pool you kept filling other people's cups with pool water and laughing to yourself.
There can only be one screw up per family and I was here first. Get your shit together bro
No more twerking this week. I think I dislocated a boob.
I came home braless and wearing a tail....
Why were you twerking to, "The Wheels on the Bus"?
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