I feel like a bad episode of csi trying to figure everyone's DNA that's in me
Not really fighting over the same girl. He takes her out to dinner and then I come over and fuck her. We've worked out the perfect relationship.
Do the low cut shirt test. If he stares at your tits even in front of your brother, he's down.
Doctor said I have sports induced asthma.
Call me old fashioned, but around here we call that "out of shape."
I hope to God 2011 is the year I stop loving tequila.
I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.
It's titled "A countdown to death. A psychological look at the downward spiral of actress Lindsay Lohan and her inevitable Hollywood demise" This dissertation is genius. Not a single sober moment for either Lindsay or myself. Good stuff!
Then, right before he came he said "I want to buy you so many things!" What the fuck?!
I lost my bar virginty and made out with a dwarf. It was a good night
I didn't think I was even that high but when we were standing in the cop car's headlights I totally forgot how to use my arms
my grandpa paid for my boob job but he just doesn't know it.
I'm just the girl with the breathalyzer keychain, and I embrace that.
I walked so much yesterday and I was like holy fuck I need to do some cardio apart from sex cause this is ridic
On the way home she told me she was in kindergarten when 9/11 happened
I'll be an awkward "I've had the grooms penis in my mouth" presence and we can party our nipples off.
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