By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
hey, when you wake up, search yourself on youtube
my sister already found it, were watching it right now. i give it 2 thumbs up.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
On an unrelated note, i found out who duct taped shoelaces to my face
just used my sex toy cleaning solution to clean my reading glasses. midterms are cramping my styleeee
No, listening to the fray and drinking a bottle of jack daniels does not count as counseling
Having to explain to my dad why there are chicken wings to the pool filter, new low.
So I dropped $130 while buying shots for an army ranger, got my fake taken, almost went to jail, and came out of my black out when I was talking to the cops with a stolen detour sign in my hands.
And if I could both stabilize myself *and* pick things up with my penis... Well, I wouldn't be on the fire dept...
Now that I'm sober, I'm realizing you put your name in my phone as "wowww"
he sneezed into my face mid-kiss
Bless his heart
Adulthood is making your own puke bucket.
meanwhile at my house I found 2 bud heavys in the back of my book shelf crammed between a Franklin book and goodnight moon
No problem...what are friends for if they can't rub eachothers genitals.
No I feel the same as usual. Mopey with a chance of bitch fits.
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