if you are receiving this text, you are one of the people i hate
Fuck. I have a girl here waiting on me in my room! I told her I was going to get a drink of water... I'm in the bathroom taking a dump... I have mudd butt bad... There's NO toilet paper!!
I don't remember. Are we still dating?
I have a question, if it paid really well, like ridiculously well, would you be a restaraunts under the table resident blowjob girl?
You mailed him a break up letter, because you thought the "joy of receiving a letter" would ease the pain of you dumping him.
are you aware you chucked your pizza at a girl's face after the bar last night?
I want a burrito.
Truly, you are the voice of a generation.
Or stump rather since he's possibly large. Large penises don't have tips, just blunt ends of battering rams.
Somehow he made it really romantic
He came on your tits... That doesn't scream romance to me.
I would come over if there was not the impending fear of me shitting out my brains.
Then me, her, and her mom snorted tequila. The bartender was in shock.
That is was cool to fuck the single mother accross the street until every girl i bring home gets the car keyed.
it's like he didn't even know what a vagina was
On a brighter more disgusting note...... I think I just shart myself but I'm too afraid to find out.
He makes bad life choices and drives a wagon, how is that not my type?
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