I have had it with that bitchy sack of crazy. Iam done!
Stop. You don't mean that. Tequila might mean that. But you don't mean that.
Of course she said it wasn't that good, I don't bring my A game to pity fuck the thrice divorced girl from work
She tried catching cigarette ashes on her tongue like snowflakes.
He threw up, and left his credit card next to the puddle. He kept on saying he wanted to pay for the damages.
I wore water proof eyeliner just incase the first picture of me of 2012 is a mugshot
You are a finance major, can I use my 529 account for your bail?
Carrying your underwear around in your purse on Sunday morning is its own religious experience
Sadly he is straight as an arrow that is designed by a robot computer from the future with lasers.
This saddens me. Mostly because I want to see the schematics on that robot.
Well, I made it thru a doorway, so I think things are going good.
No it'll be my boobs and the luge part will be from my nipples. Everyone will be sucking beer from my perfectly sculpted and partially melted tits.
Also I just took Ritalin with coffee so if anyone wants to know what numbers sound like, I got you
I'm not finished with being a sloppy white girl alcoholic. I didn't postpone having a husband and kids for sober weekends.
I should probably eat a Plan B. Pill for breakfast. Happy Halloween.
She's writing hockey erotica again.
Tell her to pick another team besides ours this time.
Randomize
