GM filed for bankruptcy, all the dealerships closed, and it's june and I'm in jeans and a sweatshirt and I'm cold. What is the point of living in this state anymore?
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
he asked me out through an event invitation on facebook, the title read Romantic Dinner For 2
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
apparently i told her i wouldn't press charges if she brought me food.
He wants to make love to me in a sea of paint and wash my tears away with the brushes surrounding us..I've known him for 2 days.
She's been drinking and was roller blading. I'm sure you can do the math
I just went to pick up my pigeon from your house. You should be getting a picture soon
Nothing bonds a father and daughter like washing her puke off the front steps
Do the molecules within bourbon change when mixed with a cola to form a superior liquid treat?
I just wanted to be the best at what I did even if that included sexing a whole fraternity or sorority ya know?
I'm wearing a fleece onesie eating pop tarts on the train to work. Killing it.
It's hard to talk dirty with a mouth full of peanut butter
So it turns out strippers do encores if enough people yell. Encore song: Self Esteem.
He has a wall filled with panties from past hook ups. So no, I didn't fuck him.
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