You ran away and I found you three blocks later lying by a dumpster because "that's where your life belongs"
I just spit my fake tooth out at a customer. I think he thought it was my bubble gum though so it's ok.
Where does it all go? I've busted inside of you like 10 times in the last week.
You "were" hungover, which is past tense. So that gives you no excuse not to go out tonight.
He told me he's not in to anal. I need to marry him, ASAP.
By the way, thank you for feeding me fries when I was sitting on the floor.
It just hurt to pee because he was fingering for fucking gold in there.
he was inside of, then got up said "we don't want you having a baby," grabbed his car keys and left. so now i'm just sitting on his bed, wondering if he's coming back.
i want to have awesome sex and feel fuzzy.
We should go, because after those margaritas time is running out on my sobriety clock.
Walking down the street, Bro bumping to 'still' by dre. Dropped his trash on the ground and aggressively sped up when his light turned green. If you still had love for the streets you wouldn't of fucking littered. Took everything for me not to yell at him. I know you would've.
She didn't complain to the library attendant about us being too loud. She complained after you grabbed her highlighter off the table to stir vodka into your tumbler with.
Honestly I volunteered because the email made it sound like it was a once in a lifetime opportunity to be a sexual spy kid.
YALL MOTHERFUCKERS WANNA WATCH HEAVY METAL AND SMOKE WEED AND PLAY POOL AND DRINK BEER AND SMOKE WEED
fuck you
also please return my underwear, they were one of my favourite pairs xo
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