Tonight i am praying for god to turn my pussy into apple pie because i cant count the number of times bruce chooses food over sex.
so then you were screaming "GIVE ME KELVINS!" and heating things up in the microwave and no one knew what you wanted
sitting in room practicing taking shots. has my life come to this?
Is King's over? Or do I still have to say 'On Matt's cock' at the end of every sentence on matt's cock?
i just entered cocaine into my calorie counter.
Living well is not the best revenge. Fucking his brother is.
it's been dubbed the summer of antibiotics
I was ashamed to still be in my green tank this morning, but there's a guy here in full on bright green pants and a green blazer. He looks like the lucky charms guy stretched out at drunker than usual. Now, I fade into the background.
Some guy just showed up at my door to return my bikini top. EXPLAIN NOW
That bar is one yeast infection away from total annihilation.
It's 4/20. I'm not too worried about "healthy"
I'll pass on that plan. The lack of my penis in new vaginas is no where on the itinerary.
Sometimes I just want to kiss you without you pulling ur cock out and waving it at me
I just want him to hold me after a bad midterm. Is that even too much to ask for after sleeping with him twice?
Also Fuck you Stephen King and Fuck the horse you rode in on, making me cry In front of my coworkers.
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