um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
community service is like the breakfast club... except we're all the criminal.
so after morning sex, she rolled a joint and turned on sports center
you might have found the rare bro goddess. i thought they were myth
She has her iPod in her ears slippers and sweats on and is walking around the house up and down the stairs getting "exercise" she just stopped for a water break
I mean, we started to hook up but my asthma attack kind of killed the mood
she was using bread to soak up the vodka off the floor then proceeded to eat it.
For gods sake, I only took one. With two nyquils. What a happy world its been today. Fulfill your obligations and then its marvelouso.
I barely even remember him. He is just a distant beard in my past.
I apologize for violently hooking up with her in front of you in the jacuzzi last night.
I think I may have walked up to her while she was with her friends and asked for a "do over".
He's way too stoned. I took him to el bra and he's laying on the table, not sure what to do with him
Can rosie odonnell just not be a lesbian? Shes stressing me out, knowing we bat for the same team.
She has also never texted me first which I think might be a tell-tale sign she wants me to die alone.
Are we gonna talk about that cunnilingus snap
There are footprints all over my windshield
You said you were making waffles...
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