the sex was "jacking off to playboy" bad.
Just saw a maroon grand am stop on my street, the driver opened the door, vomited, and then drove away like nothing happened. Been there, done that.
I honestly get shocked all over again every time I pull his pants down. It's one of those feelings you never get tired of.
I'll see your cousin, and raise you a sister.
I'm bringing a flask to the test on friday. If I'm gonna fail at least I can enjoy the experience
and on the second day it was tequilla tuesday. and the lord saw it was good.
There's a guy in here whose face looks like it would be perfect between my legs.
You can't possibly imagine how much I miss you. At least I'll always have that hidden folder in my computer.
I just took a dump to end all dumps. Other dumps have already written ballads about it. It was the Armageddon dump. Bruce Willis was there, it was awful.
Are you texting, crying and driving?
And missing part of my eyebrow. Correct that is the description one would give of me at the moment.
I'm just trying to find the strength to put my bra back on and come inside
Holy sore nipples Batman
But can mardi gras accurately capture the essence of my tiny rage?
Seriously where are the good guys?
The friend zone.
You don't feed me, fuck me, or fulfill me.
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