that's fine. btw we still need $500 for the donkey...
Tell me why I go to the dollar store for nail polish remover and a ghetto black dude trys to hit on me in the parking lot, then he gets in line behind me with a dousche bag literally and that is his only purchase.
hahaha he is wasted in math class right now and is drawing all the planets in order from the sun
Its really not funny anymore. I need to stop shaving while i'm drunk
I'm pretty sure blacking out is a coping mechanism.
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
Don't do anything you wouldn't want to explain to paramedics
But that's half the fun of it
I wonder if they have a "21st birthday" section in the hospital..
BTW send me your address and size of condoms you wish your lover was-- "if you build it, they will come"
i would really love it if at least once per weekend i did not wake up to you half naked passed out on the floor
Also. I plan to spend time with you at boomers, high, teaching ourselves how to pee standing up.
We looked in every room for condoms... It was the sexiest scavenger hunt ever.
On the upside I'm hairless from the waist down. On the downside, I just chemically burned my labia
Perfect. I'll put on my party clothes and write emergency numbers on my arm
The last time I saw you you got angry and yelled "WHISKEY DOESNT COUNT" ... I think that's at least a 7 on the hotmess scale.
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