I have this horrible feeling I'm going to blackout tonight & only be able to say 'wasabi bobby' over & over again.
You're completely useless in the revolution.
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
It was beyond pathetic. You yelled her name at every blonde chick we saw hoping it would be her. Then you puked your corn dog
I would have gladly let him decapitate me with the way he was biting on my neck.
Just found a pack of birth control on the corner of Oakland and Thomas, so if your desperate its up for grabs.
The real reason I can't work: it's Tuesday. I get stoned and watch Buck Rodgers on Tuesday.
I think I hit my head on every surface in that apartment last night
He's rapping about a turtle neck sweater. Please come get me.
I don't know what I'm more pleased with, the blowie last night or that fact that there's still 20 dollars in my wallet
I think we need to dedicate ourselves to building your stamina back to uterus breaking level
I'm not allowed to have sex with him again. My vagina joined in on the protest. There was a petition. All my body parts signed it.
He walked in wearing nothing but a WWF belt and yelled "THE CHAMP... IS... HEEERE!!!"
99% of the contents of my handbag are ketchup packets and condoms. I feel that says a lot about me as a person.
Come on in. I'm butt naked, in the kitchen, eating ice pops
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