Kelly, is this rhetorical, or sarcastic? You are very kind & quite beautiful, but we never really evolved into anything & your prevailing ambivalence spoke more than words ever could.
"We" really do not exist-if we ever did. Both of us may have been hoping for more than was possible.
I would enjoy sitting down to talk about the dissolution, but think it may end up being counter productive.
Gte hit a new low, I took a poopnap, passed out mid poop on the toilet.
I always see him when I'm wearing my ripped pants. I think its because of the hole in the crotch. My vag sends out supersonic "I'm horny" waves to him. Otherwise the calls are muffled.
Four minutes until I can fart!
Update: I only have one shoe. The other one now belongs to the gods of jello-wrestling. May it rest in peace.
The last thing I remember is teaching our waffle house waitress to do the stanky leg and promising the grill cook we would come see him at his other job.
I am still STD free so as far as I am concerned I never went to panama.
Dude. I am seriously trying SO hard not to be amused by Honey Boo Boo. But the fact is, she just got a mani pedi with her gay uncle Poodle, and he got a discount because he only has nine toes, and I am ALL IN.
Even worse we were making a sex tape so our reaction to the condom breaking was recorded.
I sent him a picture of my boobs instead of saying good morning. I'm trying to tell him how I feel in a language he'll understand.
He held the kayak still so I wouldn't tip over while projectile vomiting. If that ain't true love, I don't know what is...
Well the streak is over, I saw a penis today
And the sexual frustration is like I'm wearing a damn horcrux
Sorry. We had to leave because I knocked a guy out for saying "yolo".
You followed me up the stairs while i was throwing up yelling "projectile! projectile! projectile!"
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