so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Taylor Swift is so right about you.
Last night we were drunk and talking about rude things, I mentioned felching and had to explain it to everyone. Everyone was disgusted and asked how I knew about such filth and I told them you told me. Don't get mad. Also a quck heads up, you might get gifts of straws at work,
it took me about 5 minutes before I knew it was in her ass. i thought the first time would be a bit more special
How does, "Im sorry I was such an intoxicated bitch, I didn't mean anything I said" sound as an apology.
it's amazing how much more room there is in my purse when I'm not carrying alcohol in it
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
My mind hurts. I feel like I drank sand yesterday.
Not going to lie- I'm a little freaked out camping right now. This is one of those high activities you don't do by yourselves...or close to bears
I will suppress my appetite by doing shots then passing out
He actually offered up a silent prayer thanking God for my "tremendous ass." You tell me how my night is going.
Go tell your boss to go fuck himself because you have beer and doritos and zombies waiting on you
Just because you are home alone for the weekend doesn't mean you can act like a nudist.
I accept your opinion but respectfully disagree. Also, I'm sitting in your chair.
BUT DID YOU RIDE THAT DICK INTO THE SUNSET THO?
He adjusted my bra straps while I blew him.
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