if you wake up with plaid pants on your floor in the morning, you made a bad decision.
Where are I am going home with Ryan
I don't know who this or Ryan is but it is probably too late to talk you out of it
you dont have to exercise, you threw up last night!
once he started yelling at me in latin, i wasn't sure what we were fighting about anymore...
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
"lets watch the sunrise" turned into "lets have sex on the roof at six thirty in the morning"
Pretty sure the girl next to me in Chipotle just came out to her mom.
We had to leave after he was in the middle of the street yelling "Balls of Steeeeeeeeel!!"
I guess I realized I had a problem when I ordered 4 shots and told the bar wench to pour them all into 1 glass
you 2 were alone in the living room and the dog walked in and you started yelling what are all these people doing in here
Just wiped the ashes off my forehead before he came over to have sex. Definitely going to hell.
And here I thought that was one nut sack too many
He managed to rip my nipple last night....
What color nail polish screams, "Either fuck me or get the hell out of my way"?
Sorry you ended up in detox. It's not my fault you decided to walk downtown in only your underwater at 3am. I think the tequila took over.
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