um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
So yes it WAS her period, NOT a nose bleed.
Its really not funny anymore. I need to stop shaving while i'm drunk
He's covered in dirt and enchiladas. We're going drinking now.
Sadness tears and throw up everywhere
you have no idea the dirty thing i want to do to your blad spot. please wear my vagina as a hat.
How many people slept in the bouncy castle last night?
4 guys, 1 girl. Pretty sure were gonna have to pay the cleaning fee
one of these days i'm gonna do a sparkly magical girl transformation into snoop dogg
The bump on my forehead, i think, was from falling asleep at front door, on my knees, slumped over. But we played good music so what?
I feel bad cuz I was his ride home, but I didn't know I was going to have a religious experience with a guy in a cookie monster t-shirt. You can't plan for that shit.
Whoever was doing lines off my iPad is a dick. Also bring Gatorade, for I hunger
For Who flesh?
I can't tell if this is a hangover or just a perfect combination of shame and regret
And you know what the worst part is? Because of him I can now relate to a goddamn Taylor Swift song. FUCK. MY. LIFE.
HE CHOSE A RESTAURANT AND MADE A FUCKING RESERVATION. I AM SHOOK
She said I can't embarrass her, the challenge has been set
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