That was a long time ago. She needed the money.
walking home from your place the other day I saw a man with a ponytail sitting on some church steps petting a plant
he should get drunk with us
I feel like a panda just shit rainbows on my mind
Don't lose. A little bit of my soul dies every time a beer pong game is lost.
Its okay I walked into your house, searched for my wallet in your purse, and took a shot of Tequilia all without eye contact, right?
he told her he was actually impressed that she had fucked more people in this house than the four dudes living in it.
I should just black out in my front yard again- that was a great nights sleep.
As if I didn't already know that I was in the friend zone, our conversation that included the words "kiddo" and "old friend" really was a knee biter.
If a cop comes up to me I'm whipping out my cock, swinging it around and singing the national anthem
On another note I never thought having a drug addicted stalker would prove useful
We did hand stuff while watching teenage mutant ninja turtles so I guess you could say it's getting serious
Well I just woke up to no pants, Gatorade on the headboard along with an uneaten steak, and the instinct I was a giant asshole.
You hit your head and proceeded to fall in the floor, curl up in my lap and make me rock you like a small infant. I was beginning to worry until you started to sing "Rock me momma like a wagon wheel".
All right well I’m making her sugar cookies and sleeping with her husband tonight. Just another manic Monday
Im so fucked up I'm drinking baileys and coffee just to stay awake.
It's 6 in the afternoon?
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