my one-armed grandma is doing the YMCA. you figure it out.
i was more sad about losing him as neighbor on fishville than as a boyfriend
he has officially spend more money on me than any other boy. and its all gone to plan b. awesome.
Fuck positive energy. I choose drinking instead,
i keep seeing random pieces of my outfit all around town.
I want to say that being forced to stare at the 'no.1 boyfriend' collage behind his head ruined the sex but it just didn't.
Why are all the dvds taped to the fish tank. Really.
this may be my drink champagne alone in a bbaby pool in the dark night
Your lower body and my face have had way too much contact lately.
The party got busted because you two got caught having sex on the neighbors trampoline, come on man.
I mean you guys are my friends and all but if you fuck with me I will not hesitate to set you on fire
The first thing we did this morning was see if we could see her barf in the prking lot from the roof. We could. It was in 5 spaces.
I traded my pants for a Santa hat last night and it was so worth it.
I decided taking Molly and seeing Birdman seemed like a wise life choice.
Also send boobie pics with bobs burgers in background its the only way to get me off anymore
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