clay aiken is like melissa ehteridge without the guitar.
he asked me to eat out his asshole. after five minutes of uncomfortable staring i realized he was serious.
today was the first day of rush. talking to girls all day makes me sick of having a uterus.
After I threw him out he walked down the street peeing in stride. I almost wanted to let him back in.
If i spent $300 & took that thing home i would hate myself today.
i must of done something right to please the booty call gods. . . maybe fucking that fat chick?
It's cool, I power napped on the dryer while they were fucking in the bathroom so I'm good to go now. Where are you?
Keep it up. It gets easier when you turn 21. Something happens in people's brains when they turn 21 and all of a sudden you have the power to drink constantly and abuse drugs and still graduate with good grades and your shit together. Im almost positive I read it in my freshman year bio textbook
Hung over and there is no way in the world I can make this mess look good today. Only solution is to stay drunk.
Please show REO speedwagon ur boobs for me.
When we were done he got down next to the bed and I thought he was Tebowing. He was hitting a bong that he had already loaded and hidden under the bed.
I needed tweezers to get my thong out of my ass this morning.
It's astonishing how many Ludacris lyrics you know
The text I got from my boyfriend this morning: "babe, I'm not mad because I know you were drunk, but you kissed 3 guys last night and I wasn't one of them".
The bouncer just called me magically delicious... apparently I'm a lucky charm. hollllleeeerrrr!
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