I got into an eating contest with Christina. I ate 6 oranges.
Why? Who won?
we don't know. we ran out of oranges.
'hiiiigh' is saved in my t9 for a reason
Googled "can you put dry ice in your drink?" I'm safee
as nice as a boyfriend sounds, a relationship would require morals and self-restraint - both fields in which i lack.
momma always taught us never to change for a boy..
so im gonna ask for shark week off tomorrow at work and i advise you do the same
i can't sleep with him. he has a scrapbook from the girl he lost his virginity to.
basically theres shrimp everywhere. splattered on the walls, in the carpet, its bad. ohh theyre never gonna get the smell out.
Is it mean that I just sent him a pic of my tits with the header, "say bye bye?"
hiding in a bush to avoid a seven dollar cab ride. cabby got out a flashlight and looked for us for like an hour. help.
I feel like I have to sign a death waver before I have sex with him...
I'm mentally preparing myself to hang out with him by staring into the mirror saying "thou shalt not get naked" over and over.
I didn't know what happened last night until the bruises in the shape of hands showed up on my boobs. Then it all made sense.
Everyone was soo nice and genuine.. Then again it coulda just been the drugs.
She's lucky her pussy is worth listening to her ramble about bedroom furniture for 30 minutes
i'm currently watching a guy eat a bunch of cacti and i have lost all faith in humanity
**cactuseses
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