some how when im high sleep beats hunger...its like how paper beats rock it doesnt make any fucking sense but it still happens
you started looking at my couch laughing and saying to it "she thinks I'm talking to you" then proceeded to laugh and talk to the couch some more.
Stop leaving me alone with my ex boyfriends after keg challenges. Woke up in his bed covered in what you think would be cum. No...toothpaste. He left a note. "Be home at four. Don't be here when I get back."
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
I call it a party but only because that sounds better than 8 people getting drunk around a pool.
It's all good, I've hated people for lesser reasons than being my ex boyfriend's favorite pro athlete of all time
I honestly don't think it will ever get topped. Unless a real female cop arrests me, then fucks me. That's it.
Sexting across continents is really a perfect example of how far technology has come.
I knew things were bad when my gyno recommended meditation.
sitting in the kitchen naked and eating stirfry, random dude left my room saying thanks and gave me a bottle of wine. explain...
The Vicodin is in the strawberries.
I still can't believe I was army crawling thru his backyard at 2am..
I drove them away with my sparkling personality and LOTR references.
Omg the sex was so good my ears popped. Thank god too. Cause then I didn't have to hear him going on and on about his dumbass feelings. It's called a booty call bitch.
I would go disguised as someone he didn't have premature ejaculative sex with but I don't know if I could stay in character.
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