The shirt is mine, the pants are mine, the bra not so much
It was like if Side-show Bob had a vagina for a mouth
I'm such a slut...i kept having sex with him after he called me his ex gf's name. I just felt like i deserved something out of it too.
Watching this movie and saying "drink every time you see an animal" was a bad idea...circle of life...holy crap
I think the puke all over the side of my car actually improves its appearance.
He smashed a plastic chair leg on a tree stump, threw himself into the side of our metal enclosure, stomped on the wreckage for a bit and then punched the fire.
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
So I'm trying to figure out if starting the day running around the quad in a black t-shirt and bikini w/ a drawn on mustache is a good way to start the day...
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
I keep looking at his nude pics and crying because ill never see it in person again.
I told him I was very thankful for what his country has done to my vagina and walked away.
my roommate had a few special brownies and wrapped my purse and one of my shoes and left them under the tree for me...
Then again, he has huge mansions.
*manboobs.
The whole time we were hanging out my vagina was yelling at me like its a real live penis that wants to have sex with us what are you doing
My FIANCE just told me he thought you were the prettiest out of all my friends YOU WHORE
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