I showed him my bush... on skype.
I'm about to cry with happyness at the beer that will be consumed
So im walking through ohare and this guy walks by with a cart full of big bottles of liquor. I want to know what flight hes on.
It's not mothers day until you're vomitting syrup into grandma's toilet. Cherish the holidays
she reminds me of the kind of girl who'd fuck in church if you asked. I can dig it.
I've spent more money on drugs for bonnaroo than my actual ticket. Proudly.
We were just at different life stages. He wanted to get married and have kids, I wanted to take MDMA and fuck my roommate.
My pupils are so HUGE you can see into my soul from 2 miles away
I remember doing shots of gin, then I have this strange memory of us making out in the womens room at waffle house.
I regret none of it.
I'll make some time for you! I don't know how long you need to get off, but I should only need 2-7 minutes, pending what kind of socks I have on.
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
This feeling I'm having... is it love or a combination of alcoholism and unprotected rough sex
Sunday mornings are confusing. Like. I can't decide if I want to go for a run or start drinking
i asked him to talk to me in french while we fucked and halfway through i caught the word 'lasagna'. turns out he was making his grocery list.....i asked him to keep going.
I'm waiting for you in a manthong right now.
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