it wasn't lemon gatorade
can you pick me up an extra syllabus
i passed out in the shower again
that knocking you heard last night......that was her head slowly going through the wall
just overheard a conversation that ended in "and that's what I learned in France" How could that not have been about sex
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
He's prob getting laid right now and I'm sitting alone in my duct tape shoes.
Part of my whole not being a slut anymore involves not giving other peoples boyfriends blowjobs
He panicked, you ducked and I was coming off a 3 day coke binge. It was no one's shining moment.
Got serenaded to on the streets of Denver...the song was about a young banana that made really big decisions, got stds, and joined a gang. I think I like Colorado
There's someone howling in the parking lot. Haha.
He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle.
I was wondering why are people staring at me til I realized I was bra-less with a lei around my neck
I just opened a pickle jar stoned as fuck. I clapped for myself. I feel like wonder woman.
I said he looked like a lumberjack and that's when he came. I guess he liked the beard compliment?
We just saw two bitche in pink capris jazzercising down the road. On Thanksgiving.
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