just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
I just pulled a feather out of my vagina.
I am not joking.
I was drunk at peters. now im drunk at my apartment. and hungry. but mcdonalds is broken. wtf
he's downstairs watching tv with my family... I called the home line so my mom could bring me my make up bag cause my real face would prob make him delete my number
The kid taped his penis down so that he wouldn't get a boner while dancing with girls. Oh these middle school man whores never cease to amaze me.
I just want to go some place where I can have a nice night. Grind on men who speak no English, make out with a girl, and not feel judged.
I'm sorry for coming into your work place and trying to smuggle you out in my purse.
I keep telling myself that if Britney can make it through 2007, I can make it through this date.
I don't know what to say to that. All I know is my vagina is trying to jump through the phone.
Who breaks their ankle the day before a beach wedding? This guy. Maybe this is karma for fucking someone's wife? Idk.
The worst thing about having to live at your parents again is the struggle to make up more excuses to cover up the booty calls.
She rode me like a jockey on that tiny couch. Then we spooned.
He stuck a cigarette in my butt last night. There is no coming back from that.
If my one night stand asked me to move in with him right after does it still count as a one nighter?
He's a security blanket. A security blanket who FUCKS.
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