This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
I believe that I finger-banged my way to the top of the corporate ladder.
I don't care. He smelled like a fucking chilli cookoff
he thanks me after handjobs.
you found the perfect man.
I'm naked in the window of the hotel and I feel like I'm walking in slow motion like a robot
Just because im a good person doesn't mean that I don't reserve the right to be a complete dick about it.
That was the apt with beer in the juice and the floor caving in. Don't go.
Feel like I died but someone put me In a human microwave and I got back to life.
Are you texting, crying and driving?
And missing part of my eyebrow. Correct that is the description one would give of me at the moment.
This place is full of unfortunate mustaches.
I'm sorry but if you can talk well enough to critique his oral game, he clearly needs the pointers.
I'm sitting on the couch playing the sims, how's ur night going?
I'm sitting on my floor, drinking wine, and listening to bette midlers "wind beneath my wings"
Why are our lives so predictable?
We dont have cups... so were doing shots out of bowls like puppies
you missed a good time last night.
you texted me at 10 telling me to come fuck you, that says enough.
look im sitting on my bathroom floor in my underwear snorting cocaine can we talk about this later
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