i can smell the iron from margo's period blood from across the table.
It's hard for me to sext him when the picture i see on my phone when he texts me is his facebook default of him and his girlfriend.
I'm thinking about that time I was in a trashbag and you spray painted my hair yellow
bro im too drunk for your spanish code words. did you fuck her or not.
Opened my wallet to find a slice of ham with a phone number written on it in sharpie.
All I really need to know is how to say "where is the bathroom" and "I don't take it in the butt anymore". I think that will suffice.
I'm standing outside of the bar watching homeless men teach a kid how to pee of the sidewalk.
I have to be at work in a hour. Can you sufficiently fuck me in 35 minutes?
Now back to adults eating hotdogs.
It's still to early in our relationship to tell her I was sleeping in my car
All I know is you walked out of the kitchen in some kind of French onion dip bra and started passing out individual chips to guys saying " do you dip?"
Captain America stopped by our tailgate. He ate a taco.
If I can ever get control of my legs I will be home. Thanks... and again sorry about your bed.
I've faked every orgasm I've ever had, I think I can fake being sick for 8 hours.
you going clubbing tonight?
well its tuesday isnt it
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