You do realize the lyrics aren't "hold me close TONY DANZA" right?
You can't be serious.
i'm officially boycotting relationships. hello random hook ups and treating men like meat.
oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
We have sex, then he cooks. It's like a fantasy.
im covered in puffy paint and glitter i cant find kevin and im wearing shoes that dont belong to me....come get me please
I do what I can to inject something into your life every day. Today, humor. Saturday. Penis.
Every time you started making out for him we all cheered for you... that's what sorority sisters do - they cheer you on when you make bad life decisions at the bar.
To tired for the bar. Came home and drank wine out of the bottle. Kind of don't want to know what that says about my life.
Just for future reference, me asking if you're free, followed by a winking face is not my way of suggesting a tandem bike ride.
Omg. I wanna lecture the drug dealer about how highschool should not be his glory days.
Imagine cans of beer raining. Like not hitting you and hurting you. Just gently falling into your hand whenever you're sad
Like I feel like I use my high IQ for the wrong things
You need to stop showing people the things i drunk-text to you... i have a reputation to uphold here
I've scurried myself in your trunk come find me in the morning
I texted him: “Come over for the Super Bowl. I promise lots of scoring.”
My divorce is turning into a porn script
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