Maybe i should go to church more so i can meet girls like in that song, you know, the ones that act slutty on every day but sunday...
ah, so the catholic church. i gotcha
I've blown a few things in my day
WHY DOES GOD HATE MY DICK
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
May or may not have found my way onto a stripper bus. To Chicago.
it glows. i had to have it.
Also, did that cop draw hearts on everyone's hands last night?
This is all my moms fault. She shouldn't have encouraged my weird fascinations as a child
It's one of the many facets of my drunken alter egos. I'm like substance abuse batman.
I need to stop getting so excited when a guy unzips his pants and its bigger than my boyfriends. I look like a kid in a candy store.
I wanted to make fun of someone saying that to an untrained ear, skrillex is blah blah blah. But it was too soon after they said it. And now I can't find it. These are real problems.
I'm not sure New Orleans is real. Even the grocery stores sell vodka.
well it was great until i saw his anime body pillow
Sometimes I just take my boobs out of my shirt so they can get some fresh air
We made a blanket fort in my dorm room and fucked in it. Twice. I'm in love.
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