i just got a UPS package from a name and address i dont know, with one of my thongs in it. no recollection.
Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
I climb out of my sunroof. I mean its kind of embarrassing but part of me feels awesome and ninja like.
Some kid in my class just puked in his backpack, zipped up the backpack, put the backpack on and walked out the door.
I'm not sure where but someone shit somewhere in the house
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
i mean, i stole her boyfriend and beat her snake score on facebook within 48 hours. not her week.
Sounds good! I plan on writing a book entitled: I've Probably Done Cocaine In Your Bathroom. A tell-all by Lauren.
You know what? I bet HE would do stormtrooper roleplay with me. I'm in.
Since he's sober and out of jail, he acts like we are the worst people on Earth. Fuck him, the only acceptable time in life to do coke is the early twenties. He won't take that from us.
all my mom knows is what I put on facebook. So... I mean... She knows we drink a lot.
IT WAS SO BIG. I FORGOT GOD MADE THEM LIKE THIS.
Lets ignore the fact that you want to turn your dorm room into a sex dungeon and focus on the real issues here.
stupid neighbors doing stupid yard work with their stupid kids when i want to do drugs in the backyard
so all I remember is hig-fiving the cop and then sprinting away. considering I'm not in jail, I count that as a win.
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