Haha no. But I cannot hook up with you anymore. Especially when you group text people.
Once again you get dinner and all I get is semen on my leg
you kept wiggling your finger at everybody at the party telling us this is how he fingered me. you seemed pretty upset about it.
You can tell alot about a person by their poo.. For example, he was a smoker.
I called her a whore. 15 minutes later she gave me head at arby's while i was eating a roast beef. best afternoon ever
she said and I quote "NO SOUP FOR YOU!!!" and closed her legs.
note to self, drunkenly bedazzeling the silverware was a stupid fucking idea
My mind hurts. I feel like I drank sand yesterday.
Uh oh I Hage to dance yes, my feet are Whitney Houston
If for no other reason than to cuddle with that puppy, you have to hook up with him again.
If he comes over tomorrow, im answering the door naked. Simple as that.
I just saw two homeless guys bond over the fact that they both use Crown Royal bags as wallets in Burger King.
Phil and I agree that the level of sand in your vagina rivals that of many of the earth's largest deserts
currently working on a look that screams, "I'm dead inside, but still trying to enjoy the ride"
Nah, I was done when the Big Pun lookalike began to sob and tell me I looked like his ex...
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