I'm in a room alone pouting because I got the wrong nachos at taco bell.
You are still hot in my book. I wanna dry hump u like a 9th grader then hump for real when the herpes is gone.
And, I saw Emily's panties. How? She doesn't sit like a lady.
Im am drinking whisky alone in my parents basement. I think I just watched the point of no return stroll by.
I can't even use my hands i'm so hungover
she always winds up in the cupboards its nothing new.
It's tuesday, which means cocktails followed by cocktales.
The drugstore has summer clearance. I bought you a little mermaid bucket. Now your hangovers will feel more like childhood adventures.
I don't think he knows what shame means anymore. He gave some bar slut his sisters Tiffanys necklace, in exchange for anal.
I'm just going to say , cocktail races are not for a Wednesday night maybe not even a Friday type of deal
it would be a downgrade if your vagina tasted like skittles
This is America. Thomas Jefferson would have said I want some vagina.
And anyway at least being paid in opium makes a cool story
From now on I'd like to be known as Rampage.
My boyfriend's mom is the manager of Wendy's. The same one I took a pregnancy test in.
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