it was like eating out sand paper
have you seen my purse? i cant find it and my ipod is in there and that shit totally cost more than my abortion.
do you think my med school application would be worse off if "I like helping others and shit" slipped into an essay I emailed last night?
finally achieved: got laid in the religion section of borders. thought you should know.
wanna hang out tonight and remember it?
I HAVE A PRESENT FOR YOU AND ITS NOT MY VAGINA
I am now trying to reassure her that she doesn't have a wide-set vagina. So thanks, for whatever you said.
By this time tomorrow I expect us to be sitting at the kitchen table either playing a drinking game, or crying. Set an alarm
I just puked my brains out on the side of the road (see picture) And I took a picture for our scrapbook! I am always thinking! =) tell me your proud?!
I've already reverted to sweat pants. And lonely drinking.
The only thing he had going for him was mad fingering skills. the ONLY thing. crayons have a wider circumference.
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
How do I let my trainer know I'm only at the gym so I can get in more intense sex positions?
Officially not baby mama #3. Celebration is in order.
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY. I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO DRIVE 3 HOURS FOR BIRTHDAY SEX.
Randomize
