This is the last time I call a hotel to see if you or some random guy paid for the room last night.
I'm so hungover i just sang the alphabet to see if "Z" comes after "W"
I'm thankful she wil die Alone. And I'm thankful I slept wiht her cousin. And brother.
She just kept screaming you name over and over. Im starting to think this is my alarm clock
I just got attacked by a swarm of butterflies. Nothing is okay anymore.
Dude, you're only mentioning the Bro Code so I can't get any
He's so urbane and sleek; so aesthetically chiseled, having endless features to offer me whenever I desire.
Are you fucking a guy or a condo building?
So the woman who sold us weed at the park is pregnant. With another small child. And the basket she used to carry the joints is decorated with Barney stickers.
She's like a yuppie Nancy Botwin. She just gets better and better.
This morning confirmed it...there's no maybe about it. She definitely wasn't born with it. It was definitely the Maybelline.
I have bad memories with every alcohol but we manage to work through the problems for the good of the relationship
And anyway at least being paid in opium makes a cool story
Just got to Evans to buy weed. His mom showed up unannounced. Now the three of us are chillen. Super.
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
sometime during the night he found me in the empty hotttub singing marvins room in only my bra.
She's wear your skin crazy! Is it wrong that I'm gonna fuck her 1 more time though?
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