dats a huuuuuge bitch!
who is this????
My coke dealer called me at midnight just to ask how to spell a word. Not sure how I should feel about that.
I do remember getting hit in the face by an ugly one because she thought I was blowing on her butthole.
Before you become official, we should get a hotel room and fuck our brains out. Sort of like a going away party for your penis.
If I weren't her cousin I'd take advantage of her and this low point in her life.
The van in front of me contains people having SEX. I am in full view of a SEX VAN.
I don't feel bad about fucking old guys. That's what I want. It's what I likeeeeee.
I can't wet the bed. That was the old me. I'm grown
Oh my god
It's meant to be, Cynthia. You, him, and your developed breasts are meant for each other.
I just drove my booty call to his booty call, if that isn't spreading the love, I don't know what is.
This snow needs to melt so I can get wasted on someones front lawn
O was like, nah, fuck 50-50. My version of bi is that i'm 80% gay, 20% drug-addled decisions. Apparently he's straight on hallucinogens.
Let us rub each other in fish scales and become mermaids
pesky things like morals, self-preservation and cowardice are not needed. overkill is nothing but a word. there will be blood.
I feel like I could have been bitchier and missed an opportunity.
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