It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
I just mistook a monk for someone with the newest colored snuggie.
i'm at the point now where i want him to say anything. even an apology for his boomerang-shaped penis would be nicer than no comment.
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
I put a toilet paper roll with my number on it by his face... hooking up is not happening
I like to take my ritalin one pill at a time with each pill spaced out a couple minutes so I feel like I'm going super saiyan when they kick in.
I'd recommend you leave that level of crazy to the experts. I'd start with an under appreciated soccer mom if I were you.
I'm drunk, we're losing, and I'm in the visitors stands. This is about to get ugly.
I hope our bodies realize that workaholics starts tomorrow and will be well enough to handle the hell we are going to put them through. amen.
I'm more of a 'talk at me while I stare at you' kinda girl.
You said you were uncomfortable with your body and then you started making whale noises
I woke up wearing my panties and an eyelash, soo I'd say your birthday was a success.
Remember when I got punched in the face on NYE last year? I don't
All I've had to eat today are potatoes...and by that I mean vodka and chips
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