I told him I would sleep with him if he could name all the colors of the wind.
I'm drinking bacardi out of her mom's eco-green starbucks mug and chasing it with her sister's "for track only" vitamin water. Hello suburbia
I told him I wanted to have sex to "halleluiah", he suggested the poke-rap.
and do you remember when you were dressing me if i had money in my bra?
Screw this I'm going to go talk to her. If you hear sirens they're for me.
I hope your lack of response means you're banging, not talking about her purity ring.
Sunday is a myth, I refuse to believe that I waste an entire day unable to function after a night of drinking.
All I remember is lecturing my dog about how she's a lucky bitch to have a structured eating and shitting schedule.
I wasn't concerned until I realized he was using the vase my birthday flowers came in as a " big glass" for his 151 and coke.
Every grown women needs to pee herself once in her life. It builds character.
Miscalculate d the jungle juice, it's actually 10%. Can't taste the diff anyway but my stomcha is warm. Come play pongm.
We need to make tonight low-budget
Is this your way of suggesting flasks?
Well you should have thought of that before you were reckless with your butt
The sex was so good I feel like I could run a triathlon, hit big at the casino, and defeat ISIS.
Forget work, lets run away, rob banks, and have kinky sex with fuzzy handcuffs.
IT'S LIKE YOU READ MY MIND.
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