So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
Both
Just thought you should know in my puerto rico drunkenness yesterday I signed my dogs name on the bar tab. cruise = success
I'm gonna sleep with her just to prove to my roomate that shes a slut and he's wasting his time
i DID try to find you last night. i asked where you were and you texted me the letter "e" and a picture of the dark.
Now he's galloping around the bar. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
There is nacho cheese and blood everywhere.
I feel like I took a shit on my life and you're rubbing my nose in it.
Just broke my collar bone. May not make it to the party.
After a little too much, I decided public urination was a constitutional right.. Nearly got deported for that one
VOOOODKA VOOODKA WE PLEDGE OUR LOVE TO THEEEE VODKAAAA VODKAAAA SAVIOR OF LIBERTYYYY
I just drove my booty call to his booty call, if that isn't spreading the love, I don't know what is.
it was cool until he whispered 'sounds like you need a good dicking' with a completely serious face and i just lost it
i do my most serious thinking while screwing her. ive pondered everything from quantum physics to the life cycle of a badger. if i keep this up ill have a phd in no time.
fell asleep while jerking off ln. woke up to my hand in my pants and my cat crawling all over me
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