Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
today's thought: if you're naming your fb album "wEdDiNg dAy!!!!!!" you're too young to get married
Ur just texting me random shit. That's what Twitter is for
I learned his name tonight. This now makes him a real person. Obviously, I no longer want to sleep with him.
I know man...but i cant pass up a catholic school girl fantasy
I just bedazzled my weight watchers points calculator. You can tell I'm gay.
I put labels all over the house on things I think are mine. A cactus, the dog, and a bottle of wine.
She grabbed both of our dicks in the pool then said repeatedly, "this is my dream, this is my dream,"
When did you hit me on the head with a stool?
I got to masturbate in Rome in a gorgeous hotel room. Don't try and tell me I need a boyfriend
If you wondered to yourself today, "did Sarah break her bathing suit strap and flash a pool full of children," the answer is yes.
I can't find a song to express how gay I'm feeling.
High-fiving last weekend's hook up in passing on the way to class has given me quite the lady boner.
I'm never going to adult. I'm staying a child. The only thing related to adult that I want to do is you.
My boob job is like a master key that gets me in any door, any party and anyone’s pants! They’re magical!
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