last week i woke up at this guys house...this week i woke up at his ex girlfriends
stuffed animals make me feel really maternal.
I just had an epiphany. There is NOTHING TO STOP ME from making cake mix and eating it all instead of making a cake. It feels like my entire life has peaked at this moment.
It is virtually impossible to listen to single ladies and perform any seated task.
Ok forget what i said about christmas break being awful. Chasing shots with fudge
he put listerine on his cock to make the taste more "enjoyable"... i think hes a keeper.
he said "cool" when i took off my bra and proceeded to stare wideeyed at them the ENTIRE time. it was like sleeping with the kid i showed my boobs to for the first time in 6th grade.
I only have two playlists on my iPod. One for when im getting drunk, one for when I'm getting high. Is this something to be worried about?
It's going to take a while to see a dick pic that I enjoy more than richs helicopter video
I caught him with his head in the spinach bag this morning. He was laughing demonically saying, "i love spinach, yes I do."
Your French couch surfers have just started playing flip cup with old crow. Basically you need to come back here
I only put bad things in my body...jack, caffeine, chocolate, pills, and rich's cock. It's like being holistic but exactly opposite
That hot guy i showed you guessed my exact bra size. I want to have his tan babies.
As long as you keep bringing fries home, i'll keep being naked when you get home
TELL HER ABOUT THE GODDAMNED MOTHERFUCKING POTATOES
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