TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
Vanessa Carlton's songs would be so much better if she was pretty
at first I thought it was funny, but looking at it now, it screams "dramatic" and "medicated wipes."
the only time i'm productive on weed is when i drink.
All I know is that if a letter starts with "I'm aware you jerked off in the bathroom last night," I don't want to finish reading it.
I totally cried the whole time and then screamed out my new therapists name....
I'm a lady, I can't pee on the ceiling. Even I don't have that power.
I won't go into too much detail about this but you should probably wash your sheets. In bleach. Or just burn them. Thanks for letting me sleep in your bed bro. Enjoy scotland.
You then proceeded to tell me how good of a cook you were and put raw cookie dough in the champagne.
I got my little bro high for the first time... Turns out the two of us stoned together is a mess. We spent 10 minutes trying to communicate with each other using just our eyebrows.
So many gingers... It's like a beacon went out that said "this one is ok with red hair"
No. Not going out tonight. No. It's Tuesday. Xanax and Full House Tuesday.
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
Vodka Red Bull is like your spinach if you were Popeye
he's such a nice guy...he deserves a bigger dick.
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