so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I have a walk of shame I should be getting to. "Hey, by the way, what is your name?" is not a conversation I want to have today
That ginger could cleveland steamer me and it would still be the best day of my life
once he started yelling at me in latin, i wasn't sure what we were fighting about anymore...
He just kept muttering to himself "stabby stabby stabby stabby" while we were boning. I will never be boning him again.
oh don't forget that when we go furniture shopping we have to find a matching bong so put more money in the furniture fund
Does he not understand that naked slip and slide needs supervision after dark?!
He wore my sunglasses on his honeymoon..... so there's that.
rolling absolute tits, turn on the red lights for when i get home.
We convinced the Dj to let us play musical chairs...... I won by the way.
Hes wearing a shirt that says warning shitshow and i cant help but think his attorney made him wear it so ppl know the dangers.
Whatever happend to that lawsuit where he got sued for shittig in that fish tank
HE'S LIKE A GREEK GOD BUT HE'S FROM BOSTON. HE'S A BOSTON GOD
pray to him
I WANNA PRAY ON HIS DICK
Nothing like sunday church bells to aid your walk to the pharmacy to get plan b
I'm going to smell of sex and shame.
How is that different than any other Monday night?
YOU FUCKED THE DARE INSTRUCTOR DIDN'T YOU?
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