Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
playing new game: drink everytime u see someone at the beach with a tramp stamp, double if u guess it before u see it, triple for male tramp stamps
warning: blackouts possible when playing in ocean city or anywhere in new jersey
at a bonfire and someone threw a plastic cup in the fire. everyone immediately stopped what they were doing to yell collectively at him about what he was doing to the environment, then went back to drinking
only in oregon
your ex dropped by. you can call me dwight howard, cuz im the king of rebounds
in the 'for' section of the check i put "when we got drunk and broke things". again im sorry.
Last night was proof dads should hug their daughters more
you make it seem like sunflower seeds and pinot grigio are not in the food pyramid.
I don't remember much but I know I looked hot.
Smoked a joint and chugged some pepto. Feeling a lil better... Not sure which is working..... Gonna keep doing both.....
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
Sincerely would love to tap that, on a mountain with the wind blowing on your pubes .
It seems that only way I've actually improved myself after 2 years of writing for the school newspaper is that I've mastered the art of descriptive words to improve my sexting skills
this one kid was speed-mumbling about putting broccoli in the printer
it's always good to have a friend that's a hairdresser, a massage therapist, maybe throw in a lawyer just in case, and always have a friend on food stamps
"I licked someones beard, because I can."
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