be a good friend and just tell me i'm not pregnant
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
Your one and only job is to make sure I am on that bus tomorrow morning with no cat makeup on my face
We snorted a line of cocaine and xanax, and then played a game of Backgammon. It was surprisingly therapeutic.
He had me believing he was actually British until he came and used his real voice.
Either he was jacking off or having a seizure next to me in bed. Either way, I was too lazy to help.
I feel like a fucking princess. Like an heiress of a kingdom of drugs.
Wearing the 'Let's Party' thong feels weird without you...
I agree though, his intact virginity is truly the tragedy of the century.
I found out Naomi Campbell and I have the same birthday and I feel like that explains so much
You know I think I am ok with him not moving in yet. He came over, fixed my closet, ate me out, and left. I'm now in sweats drinking coke and rum and watching new girl. This works for me.
she came into my car to rip lines with our blow dealer as I was writing my essay on anti drug policy, i call it on site research
After an orgasm, I always feel the urge to sing A Whole New World from the move Aladdin and I'm not quite sure why.
I just ordered a five person drink for myself.... Right about now you should start saving me from myself....
I'm fucked-out. That state of being high between fucked up and passed out.
Randomize
