what's the vibe there?
extraordinary amounts of gine
Every time my boyfriend threatens to commit suicide I change my relationship status as "widowed".
we ran out of wine so you tried to make some by throwing grapes and nail polish remover in a blender.
Some kid in my class just puked in his backpack, zipped up the backpack, put the backpack on and walked out the door.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
Screw it. I'll show up in a white dress with a sign that says " I fucked the groom and it wasn't that great."
I used puppy pads next to the couch for her to throw up on....
I'm sure me singing - rather loudly - "fuck me in the back seat" last night didn't help either.
we were playing waterfall, then strip waterfall, then we were just listening to music, drinking, and slowly becoming more naked
I haven't even had my coffee yet and you're being slutastic
this whole "benign brain tumor" is truly a blessing in disguise. I almost want to start bringing MRIs to the bar because sympathy pussy is flowing like the nile
I mean in all honesty I would let James Franco shit on my chest. End of story
Nothing says "back to school" like walking in the first day with a hangover
FUCK and YOU. times 10. To infinity and beyond. You bastard. Worst. Cockblock. Ever. I'm going to nail your sister.
I apparently tried to wax off my nipples.This explains the pain
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