that's when I learned why R Kelly peed on that bitch
Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
doing lines of blow through a tampon applicator in the study lounge at 7am so i can finish an italian composition that was due a week and a half ago...such a good student.
My mom seriously just told me my insurance company pays for rehab. In an email. I expect a real, not just us joking, intervention coming on. I'm not accepting a "lunch date" with that bitch.
I woke up to her staring at me in a corner moaning over and over again about how good the pie crust tasted
At one point, he came in to give her a pep talk, and then after he left, she just kept whispering his name into the toilet between heaves.
Something tells me your "Titties for Tracy Morgan" fundraiser won't pan out.
I don't remember much, but I remember he called me the dick whisperer, so it must not have been all bad.
I got wine drunk and bought a hedgehog
I'm kinda sad I'm leaving the bank. I never got to have rough sex in the vault.
I'd have to have a ring. Like I don't want to be called "the ex girlfriend that shit on me"
Is she blowing you? I'm in the closet.
The day will come again young grasshopper. For now you must complete your training of patience and tongue biting
I have post one night stand depression
I wish I got tanner on friday but I feel like I spent most of my time puking in the bathroom. I love my life
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