The only thing I want to hear out of a girl's mouth tonight is, "slurp".
I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
I'm to the point in my high that every song eventually turns into Lady Gaga
She used the introduce me to her roommates so she could find out my name trick the next morning..I may be in love.
I just brought the toaster out onto the porch to light a cigarette, don't talk to me about being desperate.
Cookies. Watch out fir falling satellites.
she's sitting there like the lesbian godfather. A cigarette in one hand and a titty in the other.
Do u remember giving me permission to fuck ur dad and then getting super pissed at me when i said ew?
Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.
She was dressed as a banana and told me that I needed more potassium in my diet. Of course I went down on her.
I cannot lay down. I will throw up my life and your life and the class hamster I had in third grade.
Like I don't care that he's a drug dealer, but I have a problem with his inefficient and ineffective business model.
I just do things that aren't classy the classy way.
Just stole my moms weed, left a note saying sorry.. Hope she isn't mad.
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