y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
as nice as a boyfriend sounds, a relationship would require morals and self-restraint - both fields in which i lack.
momma always taught us never to change for a boy..
Im beginning to think that if I ever write an autobiography it will have to be mostly fill in the blank.
Wait time out. Did I start last night with pants?
I tried to interpretive dance to Candy Shop to stop the awkwardness.
It's gay pride weekend and Father's day.. So in honor of the occassions I am now BI
btw im having a "its finally warm enough for a bbq in Toronto" party tonight. bring all the alcohol you have. and hamburger buns.
My purpose is to unleash drunk self on strangers, i believe as some terrifying icebreaker, otherwise i too would offer my driving services.
never planned on seeing last weekend's one night stand again, much less be on the same plane as him..
I'm fine with our borderline lesbian behavior.
Also, full disclose I puked in a fruit barrel box
That was the first time I ever heard of a female getting road head while driving... thanks for the memory and making me happy ending..
Has anyone heard from Jamie or has she actually just been having sex for 48 hours?
nothing like a long car ride to make you think of all the bad things you've done
he's drunk and referred to his shoes as foot condoms
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