Last night he was fingering me with one hand to his ear, calling himself 'dj clittles'
Thats what happens when go home with guys that wear shutter shades to the bar..
Don't know whats worst me sharding on her a bit or her believing me when i told her she did it...
She rubs her butt on the bed & then she growls..
He just kept telling me how to do certain things. It was like I was fucking my sex ed teacher
Fire inspection over. Blunts are OK
can't remember last night but the beers were $3.50, so i can count how many I had by counting my quarters
i can afford to take several trips up and down the parkway right now if I wasn't still hanging over my toilet
I still have your handprint on my ass. You're not allowed to ignore me yet.
i found a twelve pack under my bed. and a six pack in my closet. I'm like a fucking alcoholic squirrel.
So my ex just cheated on her current bf w/me and now there's a car coming to take me to Vegas... Is this really my Thursday night?
I hate you.
you have no idea the dirty thing i want to do to your blad spot. please wear my vagina as a hat.
You know its been a rough night when for a large portion of the evening you have accepted your death
And by "schedule" I meant crumbled up liquor store receipt, that I wrote shit on.
It is a bad day indeed when you learn that your boy toy looks better in your dresses than you do
but, alas, I am not the lady in the streets. I'm simply the freak in the sheets.
These guys are just fucking with my heart instead of fucking me. They're fucking up.
Randomize
