Did he leave or is he still there?
He left right away, I might have passed out. I saw your text and was like who left where? Then the oh shit feeling sunk in, hangover starting now.
If it wasnt for meatballs I would have fucking killed myself already.
He walked in and put an x made out of tape on the floor. He then announced that he was going to pass out there. Cocky or strategic?
on the way to work, i saw an empty wine bottle sitting in the middle of an intersection. i thought of you.
i can respect that.
you walked into the kitchen holding the skyy bottle and asked us "how do i warm this?"
she actually told me to ignore the cokeheads in the corner with knives.
So I wore a corset to school. Fuck laundry.
I knew I was in trouble when she kept referring to the next day as things we should do
So you brought her to my house and left her on my couch.
If my mom's not going to offer me drugs then it's really pointless for me to be here.
Now, one of you come feed me, the other read me my physics book...I'm too hungover for this shit...
Because that's what you do with poop. You expect the worst.
The power of my boobs compel you
I don't care. We're going to fuck. And I WONT apologize in the morning. You cheated on me, so you can cheat on her with me.
Whatever he got a sick blow job and his high school fantasy was fulfilled
And that's what dreams are made of
*hilary duff crying in the background*
You stuck your false lashes to your upper lip and then asked that ONE kid with facial hair if your "mustaches could touch" as an excuse to make out.
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