Lesson learned: don't hide your vodka in your little brothers toy box.
We're going on a mission for new porn. And ice cream.
I went with the blow up doll and I'm glad I did.
I don't know what your problem is but seriously you're a cunt for throwing up that song on your page. It's rude as fuck
omg its myspace i didnt think anyone took that seriously anymore
it's all just a bunch of faces and i remember what the floor looked like.
I'm sure that's not what the inventers of the Turkey baster had in mind, but that's what I had in mine.
Someone apparently named 'eleaw' just text me asking if I had fun last night.
you left a paper here that says 'to do list' but it looks like you just wrote "drink a bunch of cough syrup and watch Who's the Boss" like 60 times
#1 RULE OF DRINKING: DELETE YOUR EX'S NUMBER FROM YOUR PHONE
you told that cab driver that when the 3 of us come togehter it means happiness and love
He looks like he's going to feed me a taco and then stab me. It's probably a good idea he's a lawyer
The fact that me being able to walk down stairs is an accomplishment in my books pretty much explains how I am
I just want an early 40-something dude who is vaguely unencumbered, professionally driven and wants to put me in a ball gag.
Just let me pee on you and I'll leave you alone.
ill give you some hints: blood, carnival, fog machine, happy meal.
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