You can spell. I can kill people with no remorse. We all have our skills.
he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
He was in me and said I can't believe this happened because of facebook. MOOD KILLER.
Would it be cruel if i sold xanax instead of adderall to freshman unfamiliar to the drug-taking profession?
Well, I looked over and you and him were each making out with a fireman. And then you switched. And you probably spent an hour like that.
Yea there's blood all over the porch but we wont have to buy alcohol for the rest of the week
So your contact has been changed to "jizz weave" in my phone. Now, as strange and random as that may be, I'm slightly embarrassed to say that I have more than one contact that fits that description so please identify yourself.
Just gave my thesis presentation, pretty sure I made out with the admissions woman last night.
I survive off of bourbon and the tears of others only
I shall relish in being the most basic of bitches
That was a beautiful concert to sleep through ...
I know - Don't let me take drugs from strangers anymore
I threw my back out having sex last night. I don’t know whether to high five myself for a job well done or cry because I’m old.
we've dated a week and made out twice. he is taking it slow. but his body is stupid sexy. just want him to stop respecting me and fuck me like a gutter slut. respect me later im not getting younger.
You're incredible, and I'm drunk
There were 16 girls and 31 titties. That’s how the club was. Lance doesn’t get to decide ever again.
Randomize
