hey babe thanks for tonight, it was fun.
to be honest, i wanna fuck your friend.
I'm drinking while my friends build sand castles, now I know how my dad used to feel
Molly wanted me to tell you, "she hasnt shit on the floor in a while" like she thinks its an accomplishment.
you know what its like when everyone is chanting "do it, do it"...still friends?
im swimming of confusion and bacardi. where do i go from herrrrrre
I figured out why I insisted on leaving my sweater on the ground outside. I smelled it and I'm 97% sure I peed on it last night
Yesterday was just the icing on the rejection cake that was my week
Well I can cross being naked in a minivan off the list
I just want to make out with him forever
Suffice to say, I think if people ask about your bruises, and you look them right in the eye, and say "they're from fucking...", people would be like, "respect."
You tried to use him as a battering ram. I'm 99% certain that's why he left.
I'm going to need to invest in some knee pads if I keep having nights like tonight
I think I just read the whole internet. Front to back.
how is it I left wearing underwear then ended up with none? and why is it they are on you?
It is like...the most transformative hard on I have ever had.
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