so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
he came faster then a bring it on movie goes to dvd
walked into the kitchen nd asked my mom what smells like tuna she replies" your sister" now i cant eat tuna...EVER!!!
i cant get the smell of ass out of my nose
It's horrible of you to say your above all this when the bar uses your drunk picture to scare people.
she sent me pictures of 3 different vaginas and if I could pick which one was hers i could sleep with her.
I was always good at matching as a child.
she texted me out of nowhere. and I wanted to get drunk. like I didn't even have her new number until 6 hours ago and bam we were rolling around drinking cotton candy vodka from the bottle she had stuffed in a boot
I don't like him near enough to give up day drinking AND my prostitute costume
I slept with someone shorter than me. My vagina weeps.
You fool.
I will now send you explicit pics of mine and her genetalia bound together forever in the devils dance that is sexting.
You kept trying to make cocktails with my protein powder last night...
I knew my bag made it because I could smell the fireball that spilled inside of my suitcase before it was on the luggage carousel.
Well, I got fired yesterday. At least I already paid for my Adele tickets.
the guy working the counter at the liquor store noticed i got my haircut and said it was pretty.....
Whatever, ill dance on the bar at applebees, don't try and act like you're above it.
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