Its about making memories worth repressing
I wish i was in the wii world.
dont like to call her my roomate, too cordial. i refer to her as the whore that was assigned to live with me
the spit in my mouth is still 99% not mine.
every time i wear that dress i get kicked out of a bar.
at roughly 3:30am you called me saying you were gonna start a big game of strip twister in politics class and i was your partner.
I feel like an elephant shit on me and left me to be miserable
On the plus side I'm getting really good at painting the inside of a toilet with my bowels.
So I have to masturbate in a hospital. I wonder what kind of porn they have.
YOU LEFT MY FUCKING BRA OUTSIDE OF YOUR HOUSE AND NEVER TEXTED ME.
Is this a Beer, Vodka or Whiskey kind of problem solving night? It's imperative I stock accordingly.
Questions like that are why I love you.
Omg. I just remembered my underwear is in my wallet
Is it weird that I have your number saved in my phone as baby Jesus?
You know my vagina and my heart have a mind of their own even when it’s pouring snow.
I think he is using me to sort through his relationship issues, past and present. I did not sign up for this. All I want is booty. Am I the dude in this relationship?
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