where are you?
in the room with the baby pig
k im coming soon
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
I remember her trying to talk to me a few times after we broke up and I'd always change the subject to bagels.
I vomitted in the hotel where they film gossip girl last night. Everywhere.
I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to hit on someone with another guy's semen in your hair. not even at ihop.
He just kept pointing to each of us saying "arrested, arrested, arrested"
Look dude, you cant keep blaming everything on the new years party. Its february...
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
And that's the fourth pair of yoga pants with unwashable stains from you.
I gather from Facebook you got drunk last night and took semi naked pictures of yourself?
I've gotten 2 singers numbers, a 6'5 dude has promised to take me to Oktoberfest, and I spent the night w a pilot named Zeus who looks like caramel tastes. Also I sprained my thumb punching some guy I named 'hater'. I love Nashville
Lol he touched my butt after his grad party and a shooting star went by. No kidding. My ass is mystical.
Threw up in hyvee parking lot. Thanksgiving shopping complete.
Yes. Ice cream tacos are an important aspect in the bridge of friendship
I made him fuck me while wearing a Thor helmat from Walmart. Geek sex is the best sex
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