I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
i may or may not be dressed up as my farmville farmer. gonna harvest some ladiesss tonight!!!
In my defense it was my birthday and I really wanted to do it.
i almost burnt down an apartment complex. little busy, get back to you later
we're tailgating intramural basketball with hard drugs and tequila...and i think the players are taking shrooms
I cant. There's fences everywhere and I think I have a boyfriend. Its fabulous.
not sure if I should be concerned that my brother just stormed into my room and looked at me with a serious face and said, "I'm a peacock, you have to let me fly." oh, vicodin...
I don't think tequila will soothe the spots where my tonsils used to be.
Do you have any pictures of me mounting animals that aren't on Facebook?
I just remembered that you tried to trade me for a glass of wine
fuck you I'm eating salad I can't be drunk.
Alas, I cannot find a male suitor sharing my affinity for sport culture who will both manhandle me and treat me with the respect a young Hillary supporter wants and deserves
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
You just kept yelling GET YOUR SKATES ON, BITCHES. WE'RE GOING STREAKING.
wheres my face? and why is my pocket so big?
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