if you dont talk to me in person you cant text me
I totally just used John Mayer's lyrics to get laid.
Condoms? Check. Glitter? Check. Fuck me pumps? Double check. Dignity? No where to be found. I'm about to homewreck the shit out of that dumb bitch.
I've been meaning to talk to you about your lack of self-respect these days and the toll it's taking on your vagina.
Same, I didn't even get to be tarzan this summer
6 other girls and I took an ice cream truck to the bar when we couldn't get a cab. Best birthday ever.
considering how much of last night I don't remember and the amount of ones laying on my desk right now, it's safe to say I'm concerned
the outcome of this sandwich determines whether or not i do anything else with my day..
She trust falled out of a window. It was like that scene from A Little Princess but with a lot more blood.
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
I have a gyno appt today. I hate it when the Army gets involved with my vagina.
Stormed out of the house in frustration and now I'm in public and have to take a rage dump. Today sucks.
He deadlifted me and I came just a little at the apex
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
Monday afternoon and I'm still hungover from Valentine's Day. I think I'm winning at the single life.
I cant tell you how much harder a belt makes hoeing
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