Spotted: forty year old in red dress, cigarette in hand, squatting to pee by railroad tracks. Hello future.
votings over. no more wacking it to anti christine o'donnell ads
I'm fighting fire with fire. When my parents interrogate me about what I was doing last night, I tell them the truth. Every disgusting, awkward detail. I'm 23 now and they need to get used to it.
I decided not to eat, and then this man was my fairy " don't black out" godmother
I might have beaten my fastest all time record going from "I really really like this girl" to "fuck that bitch"
I'll be there in spirit. Right there in your vagina.
I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in the stars aligning perfectly to sodomise me in public. Who ever said I was cynical?
Something like that. Healthy diet of beer, ranch sunflower seeds and sex keeps me young.
What's dad's email?
askmom@cause.idk
I just thought about how many drinks I had last night and threw up.
I want to bone him until his eyes fall out
I haven't showered. And am sitting in the office smelling like a beer can someone's been using as an ash tray.
Um I got a ride home from the bar with two random boys and one tried to bang me on my parents riding mower
“before I show up tits a blazing, what’s the sexual temperature here?“
it wasnt weird until his dog watched upclose as i put a tampon in
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