Not hooking up w him- he has one of those L.L. Bean book bags w his initials on it
so just incase you wake up on the couch wondering how you got there--you came home at 7am, put ice in a cup--then you proceeded to put the cup in the microwave and melt it because you "wanted water". you then, fell down the stairs while saying "you don't know me" then crawled to the couch.
shes laying on the floor in a bowl of salsa with her pants half off and she's crying... i dont know what to do...
What do you think it is?
It's a boy. I know it. She always manages to have a cock inside her somehow.
I vagually remember taking your birthcontrol and washing it down with ash water
this may be my drink champagne alone in a bbaby pool in the dark night
Also, putting laundry hampers on my head and pretending I'm an astronaut is a good way to get caught in every door frame in the house.
Please come back. She just stuck her bloody band-aid to Zach's face, has a fire extinguisher, and is talking about tornados hiding.
If the Cards come back I will fly to St Louis and shit in a very public place.
My pants zipper is stuck halfway down. I have to interview an intern later. This day is gonna be amazing,
fond memories of taking my pregnancy test here in this Burger King
I had 2 shots but she spilt one on me. Kinda mad but kinda grateful
Details are irrelevant. Come bail me out of jail.
That song just makes me wanna take off my top and shake my titties all around the club.
..and by hang out i don't mean fucking then going back home i mean let's get something to eat & watch a movie and fuck sometime in between.
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