you're like the ceasar milan of boners... you understand them on a different level.
Im broke. I spend all my money on weed cigarettes alcohol and food. In that order. I cant even cut one of those because you know it'd be food. I already stopped getting my nails done just so i could support my bad habits.
This is why I'm not putting my name in lights over your bed.
Ok cool. Ill pick up liquor because, well let's be honest, we don't need an excuse anymore.
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
3 girls crying in the bathroom at the bar. Its like a Christmas song
The fact that both my ribs are severely bruised from shoving flasks in my bra might be a validation of my mothers alcoholic accusation
well.. I tried flushing my sandals down the toilet
I think animal control just caught me smoking a bowl on the back porch. Do they have any say in this matter?? Haha
If we accept the love we think we deserve do we also accept the sex we think we deserve?
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
Sorry that I was such a monster last night. It was the drugs, I promise.
I just did my taxes to sober up, I'm THAT hungover
friends who go to the bar together leave the bar together and im not leaving you behind ohana means family
If you left your bike out in front, I just watched some dude steal it.
Randomize
