I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
is it sad that whenever i need to spell "independent" i still sing that one rap song?
I have to verbally tell you. He looks good on paper...but he totally fails in person. Like communism.
you called me and cried until i agreed to record a rap about our lives with you
i woke up and the dog was eating spaghetti off my chest.
we were totes just talking about. huu in the bathbub. 5 girlszzz
I guess it was to be expected that I was put on somebody's list called penis socket.
The stripper was waving you to the stage, not up on the stage. That's why you got choked out.
I just had to remind myself that I'm visible in real life. Sitting in the car in a parking lot, and almost took my shirt off because the tag is itchy and I wanted it off... and you know I don't wear bras...
I don't know if your celebrity crush has ever asked you for nudes, but it's fucking awesome
my whole checking account just had a funeral down bourban street, paid for that, and then bought everyone 5 shots of fireball...
my life is turning into trapped in the closet at way too fast a speed for me to feel comfortable.
I ask for a dick pic and he sends a picture of Dick Cheney. Who does that?
I shaved my entire vagina for a man who had the personality of a potato and a C- orgasm. Life is a series of disappointments.
His favorite stripper is going to jail. He's taking it pretty hard
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