Wow that girl who lives a couple houses down is going out wearing butterfly wings a skirt and fishnets
I am about to get in a knife fight over a corn dog.
3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
i just peed in a port a potty and wiped with my credit card statement. fuck yeah!
home. puking in laundry basket.
My vagina is scared and excited at the same time. It might not be able to sleep tonight.
I have got to stop making out with redheads. I need to sign my life over to my dad like Britney Spears.
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face. Dick in my face.
I hate it when the guy who runs the chicken and waffles truck is convinced that I run a cult.
that is the opposite of a normal text message.
When i sexted him a pic of my boobs I was worried he was going to notice the dorito crumbs and know I was just eating topless
Your biggest crisis right now is that you can't decide whether to keep hooking up with AN NFL PLAYER or try to rekindle your relationship with your ex. You are a walking white girl problem.
I told the emergency room nurse I didn't want to stop and ruin the moment. She said safewords are there for a reason. Super condescending. Got her number though.
Turns out it's a fake number.
I mean she did throw a tantrum because you wouldn't let her suck your dick
His parents then knew me as the blackout who took care of him and stole his watch
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