so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
you kept telling everyone that you were the mayor of silverware town
sent the pic of my tit to the wrong bbm chatroom
We're listening to the crystal method and doing bong hits for jesus
How are you texting me from 1998?
sorry we overslept. have a good day at work. p.s. thanks for making it feel like my vagina got hit by a train.
I like the one of me you and her but you're looking at me...Total foreshadowing right there. I'm cropping it
My cab driver has a hooker in the front seat. Really, this is serious. And weird.
I'm gonna go to bars and pick up women hopped up on democracy.
I'd rather not be labeled as that girl who came over, drank a bunch of their alcohol, woke up the 5 year old, broke shit and left
why is there a chinchilla in our apartment, and where did it come from?
question nothing. DON'T QUESTION A FREE CHINCHILLA.
I think the biggest problem with being overhigh is when the kitchen was on fire and I was pointing and laughing and eating rootbeer oreos like it was fucking Ozzfest 2000
When she tells her friend, "hey I'll be back tomorrow, just going to fuck a guy", right in front of you, you know you've got a winner.
Eating breakfast at 1:30 in the afternoon stark naked is how everyone should live
I hate that I still want him to look at me as the vagina that got away.
Hypothetically, I throw a party and my ex-boyfriend and my current fuck buddy are in the same house... what should I do?
How many beds are in the house? Hypothetically...
Randomize
