Sorry if I ruined your sex last night with my constant text updates about the plot of Bolt.
so sad. i just ate the last good 'n' plenty out of the bottom of my purse.
He took naked pictures of me and told me if I ever got to the Disney Channel level of fame he would help me out. I think i'm in love
It's sad because pictures are supposed to say a thousand words, and theirs just say 'fat'
oh my god, there is an imprint from the nuva ring in the christmas card my mom sent me. merry christmas.
we didnt even have break up sex...
you had it for us with someone else...
Just bought all my wine for the weekend with a check at 11am. I'm almost judging myself.
I feel like a fucking princess. Like an heiress of a kingdom of drugs.
I see your smile in the face of every drunk that senses he's about to slay a troll.
Well. No wine. And no real mixers. I'm using vodka and grape juice and calling it Slurrrlot. Happy Holidays bitch.
I associate the Game of Thrones theme song with his dick now.
Well, I'll handle this like I always do. Black the fuck out, make out with randoms, give out my number like candy. You know. Standard operating procedure
I share a birthday weekend with Easter this year, so that fucking sucks. I hate sharing...and I have to share with fucking Jesus this year.\n
wheres my face? and why is my pocket so big?
I was looking at your nipple and it made me think of you
Well I hope so...
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