By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
the only human I can compare her to is rosie o'donnell.
The toilet started ringing, I think I just found your phone.
We are gonna be 90 years old in wheelchairs at the nursing home sitting at computers poking each other and waiting for the other to die so we will have the last facebook poke.
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
I need to stop smoking. I just talked to corn.
Are taco bell cups microwave safe? I can't make that judgement right now
The bartender was shocked when I took the mop bucket from him and told him I'd take care of my friends puke.
I found my grandmother's vibrator, how was your day?
Today, I lack passion for anything but Taco Tuesday.
It's becoming clear to me that I am not sugar baby material. I don't think I could handle old balls long term.
Full body rubs, head scratches, foot rubs, massages, a penis that is able to get hard whenever you want it. I mean ive got a lot to offer
An old Grimace plushie came to life and gave me a pretty knife. I'm never doing acid again.
Just so you know, you called at 2 last night and kept making me tell you that I loved you and then when you got home you thanked me for walking you home. Incase you forgot, I'm still about 200 miles away.
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