Twist it, pull it, flick it... Bop it was like the first time I touched myself.
I wish you could buy pregnancy test at the liquor store, it's the only place I feel comfortable being a disgrace because I know they understand why it happened...
I was totally going to sleep with him, until he got naked and started swinging around his boner singing "I'm so hard. oh yeah yeah yeah, I'm so hard" like Rihanna.
Nothing like studying in the College of Communication to make you realize how smart you are.
i don't even specifically remember last night, it's just one big wonderful lesbianic blur.
I really want to title the album "I want to make sex with your face" but I also want a job someday. Temptations, temptations.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
He was a bulldog and my face was like rare meat. Never again with the drunken ones.
Fighting the urge to throw up all over my little brothers jr high basketball bench. Welcome home aaron
actually there are like 49038098 people in the bathroom for no reason. Singing My Heart Will Go On and pseudo fighting.
Omg. We have to workout today. I just looked at myself in the mirror and thanked a god I don't believe in for drunken boys and dark rooms.
I'm making myself the patron saint of bisexuality
I fucked the midget version of a backstreet boy and I am not mad about it
right after that u started calling me g-force and started trying to bellyslide down his drive way
Sorry you saw my balls. Pregame includes a lot of shaving.
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