Me. At least after what I've been through.
billy ray cyrus is narrating a show on the history channel. my iq cant decide whether to go up or down.
me and my sister are feeding my dog poprocks. this is proof you don't need a lot of money to have fun.
yeah but it's new years. they should arrest people for being sober that day.
and honestly a story about how you met your future husband that DOESN'T include the words "creeped him on facebook" is really not a story worth sharing
And on top of all this... he just told me to "chill my nips."
Congratulations, you are no longer the only person who has watched me drunkenly pee on their furniture.
Invite that kid who wants to become a priest. I WANT ON.
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
He talked for 3 hours straight on how his dad is a dentist how fuck do you think my night was
We had sex and then I offered him a cookie...while he was still inside of me. Basically he's in love
my whole checking account just had a funeral down bourban street, paid for that, and then bought everyone 5 shots of fireball...
I need an honest answer, no judgements. Would it make me a bad person if I fucked the other twin?
Oh and people at work think i got knocked up so my gay roomie is claiming it as his lol
Well it was okay until he pinned my arms over my head and I found the loaded pistol tucked behind the bed... THIS IS WHY WE DON'T FUCK BOYS IN MONTANA ANYMORE
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