My brain says no but my pants say off.
You took my girl thats shot the Fuck out. You better watch your skinny ass.
That's barely a sentence. Who's your girl? I think you've got the wrong number. I haven't even lived in Alabama for 4 years.
Yeah, I do, I'm sorry. I meant 205 not 256. sorry about that.
Good luck with your revenge in Birmingham.
what are u so afraid of ive smelled ur poop before
we ike ciroccccc we love patroneeeee shost shothosthsothosthostsssss veryboyddddyyyy
go home
I tried ok? my penis just doesnt like her as much as my mother does
I will never underestimate my ability to drunken ramble. At one point last night i think i was talking about hieroglyphics
It was like some kind of slut recycling operation. She gave me the shirt of the last guy she slept with in exchabge for mine so I didn't have to wear the same thing to work. She's been doing it for years
You threw a bunch of trashcans into the middle of the street and nothing happened. I fell on one car and suddenly there were cops everywhere...
Circumcision scars are like fingerprints. I think I'm on to something man.
I think it may of been me pulling down my pants is why she walked away.
I want to get back to junior year skinny- without all the drugs.
if my uterus stops caving in on itself long enough for me to be alive I'm there
What happened?
New Orleans
Every time
He just made this face while he was fucking me and he looked like the hunchback of Notre Dame, I had to stop him.
My autobiography will be 500 pages of the words "I probably should've thought this through" typed over and over.
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