is that paris hilton dressed up as the guy from star trek who hosts reading rainbow
Riding home in a carseat. Worst. Night. Ever.
Fuck positive energy. I choose drinking instead,
battery dying...get laid and text me after...or during...its whatever.
I stole an ensure out of their fridge and started chugging it. That was when Maria made me leave.
Girl on the bus just slammed her book shut, turned to me and said "I'm way to fucking high to be studying"
So I did end up texting him last night... I asked him how he felt about haircuts... not sure where I was going with that one?
I think Vodka is my favorite. Everything else ties for second.
I just sold my hat for three car bombs. I call that a win.
I broke out the Krispy Kreme, and am possibly having random internet sex in less than an hour. I think I got this breakup under control.
I had sex on a sidewalk in downtown Chicago... I don't think I have anymore morals to lose.
I just want to emotionally destroy him but also find out how big his dick is so this is perfect
My Sundays are fucking awful. Can't get a blow job.....can't get a win.
He screamed like a woman when he came then proceeded to sing "you [we] are the champion" by Queen. I think I'm in love.
I threw my shoes out of frustration and walked home barefoot... can you help me find my shoes in the morning
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