he keeps his weed in a birkenstock shoe box. its like, we get it, youre from oregon.
we were holding hands throwing up into the same garbage can; if thats not true love i dont know what is .
My valentine's day: watching The Notebook, and porn, eating chocolate, and ice cream. All while jacking off.
Wow... you've managed to cover all of the sad girl stereotypes that exist.
I wore my underwear in the shower just in case i passed out and you had to come in and get me
We could make it a date. Dinner and a show. The show being my nipples getting pierced.
the last thing i remember saying is "hope you like body hair"
We are possibly on our way, unless we see the limo full of strippers.
4pm on a Sunday....roomate fucking like a wildabeast while I have a organic chemistry study group in my kitchen.
u girls! girls! girls! have fun please don't hook up w/ a roadie! Love, mom
If you bring chipotle to my house i'll let you eat your burrito out of my vagina
But I got head on a boat yesterday which was sweet until a bald eagle flew over. Then it became life affirming.
Was it you that ate my bacon or do I have to rip my roommate's face off?
I love how u said nothing about the sidewalk sex but refused shower sex
God dammit everything I said last night about jungle juice being awesome just does not carry over into the next day
I feel like a dancer trapped in the body of a math instructor. Love, Mom
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