just woke up. wallet empty. bottle empty. tattoo in pen on my arm. smell like bad sex. woke up alone. and wall-e is playing on my computer. need answers.
How much cunt could a cunt bag punch if a cunt bag could punch cunt?
Now you know why i just sit on the toilet and scream
I take back everything bad I said about that song party in the usa. There's just something about seeing a cross dresser lipsing it that makes a song sooo much better.
he left me a note this morning. it said "thank you for letting me touch you"
we walked in to her beating him with a broom while he was trying to sweep ramen into a box. there were packing peanuts everywhere.
I was in bed at 845. Affairs take a lot out of people
I thought he wouldn't talk to me again. You know, what's that saying "why buy the cow when you can fuck it six hours after meeting"
Depending upon how the Sox game progresses, I'll either cry on the bar or fuck someone tonight...
My last 2 google image searches were 'a lot of pudding' followed by 'a generous portion of pudding'
I'm worried about your health. And your boobs. Actually, health, then boobs. Health first, boobs second. And third.
He totally sucks at sexting. He sent me a clothed shot of his ass captioned "I know this gets you going." What?
I just took a plan B pill with my preworkout. That's the level I'm on today.
Your penis is the destroyer of worlds.
yeah the highlight of my day was the 911 operator telling me they had frantically been trying to figure out where i was
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