By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
I just showed my tits to my brother on chatroulette. Could my life get any worse?
i am YELPING strip clubs. This is interesting.
I'm not a creep or anything, just a lost soul looking for a good lay
so I'm coping with getting the "I'm not over my ex" bomb dropped on me by getting drunk and yelling at people while wearing a purple princess hat
I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
U took a sewing needle to his nipple
Psshh,
Sad Megan is Sad
Have you been drinking my beer?
I'm at a bar. It's body paint Wednesday. All of the waitresses are topless. Help me
There's a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork.
so I ate shit in the bar and took a barstool down with me and this guy helped me up and I just started making out with him. I need to stop meeting men like that
PICK ME UP NOW I THINK THIS MOTEL IS A CRIME SCENE. also congrats on your engagement i saw the post on my phone while i was climbing out the window
I don't WANT a sex disease! Especially one assigned to me by my supervisor..
Just asphyxiate me and toss my corpse in the Ocean. It'll be easier than whatever the next four or eight years will bring.
We can use the Mac n cheese as the potatoes in our breakfast burritos. Problem solved.
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