so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
mrs. f**** your sons in jail, if you can help with bail please respond, if not please dont tell him i told you.
well most of my day revolves around power hour
I mean, he was my book buddy in 1st grade. The kid taught me how to read, the least I could do was give him head.
dinner is belligerent. she just poured the rest of the pitcher of margaritas into a take home box. people are staring.
I almost had to get my pinky cut off. Wow I'm so happy. We won beer olympics so i didnt hahaha
I dont know, but the way you were flopping around and gurgling made me scared that you were actually drowning in the carpet.
Who's nuvaring is under my pillow?
I'm out of mixers so I am using sugar water. Times are tough.
But you can still look for dick after you find Jesus.
your fridge is broken, your sock drawer is full of snow, and you flipped off the whole stadium on the big screen. I'd say it went well.
I woke up and finished the bottle like a champ
I just fuked with kevins application and made it say that he does conjugal visits for community service
hey some people donate their time while apparently kevin donates his body
I'm currently using a band-aid to cover my bar stamp from last night while I ask my professor for an extension. That's a sign of getting more responsible, right?
I'm pmsing pretty hard.. .just cried 3 times while eating a Hershey bar dipped in peanut butter
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