She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
I vote intervention dinner around 6, make up movie around 7:30ish, then apology drinks all night. Then hangover waffle house in the morning.
I have blocked the memory from my mind. He is just a fuzzy cloud floating with my other bad decisions..
How did I end up in the pool?!
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Speaking of testosterone. I saw a girl with a moustache thicker than one I can grow last night...
Now you know my pain. Live with it. Own it. Recognize it. Cause its like shitting napalm.
Your heart is a swirling cauldron of blackness that does not pump blood but rather a sludgey mixture of evil and broken dreams.
Her dog trainer Fuck buddy is over here again. She sounds like a squeaky toy and he talks to her like he talks to the dog. I CAN HEAR EVERYTHING!!!
Was the first guy that bit your neck last night wearing a trenchcoat...I have a vague memory.
I woke up half naked on the floor next to his bed, and his cat was staring at me like it had seen everything that i myself don't remember..
Btw any and all sexual fantasies or arousal I had about cops is null and void.
Okay first of all, that is a sick ass nickname please call me that forever. Second, i need your help.
The last thing I need is a possessed urethra.
...and now I welcome the sweet embrace of death.
I don't think Buddha would recommend a sexscpade across Mexico
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