from all the glitter we used it actually looked like a disco stick
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
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
You're the only person i know who can laugh and talk while puking
Things found in my vomit last night: cell phone, Von Hayes rookie card, a boot, my dignity
so i say "rick dont build that sandcastle" and he "says ok i wont" then i wake up and its sandcastle fucking city all over my apartment
I started sorting laundry at 6 am. He finally got the hint and left
Highlight of the night was you walking into the men's room yelling "My husband is diabetic" and crawling under the stall to yell at me.
It's now 8:05 on a Wednesday night and I'm already going home with my bra in my purse.
I think it's starting to become crucial that I find a companion for my vagina.
sex on a trampoline, in the rain, on ecstasy, just thought you should know.
He keeps singing a song about someone called the dayman.
....fighter of the Nightman?
i could only love him more if he was covered in glitter.
so i fell out of a tree on the ave last night. someone told me there was alcohol at the top. bastards.
I’m sorry my lady boner messed up your mojo!!
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