i'm watching the tyra show: "women who beat up their boyfriends" - lets see how she can make THIS one all about herself too.
I wonder what it would be like to go to the dry cleaners and not have to inform them that all my clothes are stained with booze.
I'm sitting the next couple hours out. Puking in a potted plant really put shit into perspective for me.
how do you say happy birthday to the guy that almost got you pregnant? i cant just write the same thing as last year.
I think it's time we have the "weird fetish" talk.
They thought we spoke German and French even though we just kept repeating "I give to you a cat" and "Are you drunk?"
I remember convincing the limo driver to smoke with us and if he did I would name my first son after him.
You're not required to sleep with every guy that spends $10 on you.
That was nice of you. Thank you for respecting the fact that I got cockblocked by a sophomore last night.
What goes on in that head of yours?
Gay sex, for the most part. Why?
I watched you fall asleep, sitting up, eating a cinnamon roll. You proceeded to wake up...smile at your cinnamon roll, ask it how it got into your hand and then began eating it again. You asked me if you were ridiculous last night, define ridiculous.
You showed your tits for hundreds of beads but magically became shy when there was food on the line
we received free cupcakes at the first bar, and then I at the second bar i hooked up with a fat chick from Cincinnati on the patio.
you win some, you lose some.
So yeah, my old kindergarten teacher just asked me who gave me the hickies on me neck.
Hey, I'm sleeping in your car...lol just knock on the window in the morning
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