remember them days when you seriously wanted your mom to marry rev run and we would always talk shit about justine?
joeyyyy why you always taken cheeseburgers from me?!?!?!
almost passed out on the way to class today.. laid down in a construction site. bad idea
the only thing coherent you said from what i saw of you is when you were throwing up, i asked if you were done and you just "uh huh you know what it is"
drunken yoga. on the beach. senior week. you have been chosen <3
found glitter on my cock. thank you for bringing me to that dance recital.
Basically as long as the fan is pointed at my vagina i can cool off enough to sleep.
I can always tell I missed tequila night based on the hickeys on your neck man. Fucking call me.
Its not like i paid for sex. She was stuck there, we simply exchanged rides.
When Vanessa's kindergarten teacher called me in because she was caught with her hand down some boys pants in the bathroom, I knew you babysat last week.
Either sorry for fondling you Saturday or thank you for letting me fondle you Saturday.
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
But now he's gone and I'm exhausted and my vagina is yelling at me and I want a cheeseburger
This has to be the weirdest conversation I've ever had sober and in the middle of the day before.
I went to bed early to get up and have a cup of coffee and watch a Sunday sunrise; and again you come home with no shirt and more stamps than my passport. Get the fuck up now, you are taking an Uber to waffle house. The order is in you name.
I'm doing my accounting homework with my vibrator. Guess whose numbers are balanced on the financial statement? This ladys!
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