you shoved the noah's ark of animal crakers in your mouth saturday.
Those former-lesbian gone white-trash bars always seem to be your favorite.
the only reason why im excited to go home for break is to finally eat real fucking food and have normal bowel movements.
Its as if he has to do the exact opposite of what I tell him. Don't come in my eye, pfshh it's in my eye. Don't come on the cat, pfshh it's on the cat.
I keep having to talk dad out of putting tequila in the milkshakes.
Also, did that cop draw hearts on everyone's hands last night?
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
You just seemed really offended whenever my cup was empty.
I haven't gone out since the baby was born. If I don't get arrested, in a fight, or both I'm going to be super pissed.
This is one of those moments when you do what I say or I come stalk you down like a gazelle.
She made me be the little spoon then she pretended to be a jet pack for an hour straight
Do you think drinking vodka, rum and sourpuss out of a water bottle, in a class that isn't even mine rude?
Just the amount of girls he locked himself in my room woth says your gonna have to take a cab bro. I don't think he's going anywhere
posting about faith hill is really not helping you get me into your bed
And then I told him since the day he walked away to get over what I went through he lost the boyfriend right to ask why my bed is broken.
I take full pride in being the one that broke ur bed. Want to go for the sofa?
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