You are a beautiful, beautiful young lady. Your heart is made of tissue, blood and love. I will call you very soon, Princess Sophia.
It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
Drinking Grey Goose on the toilet. Don't make me graduate.
Just did free shots of tequila at a walmart. Hello Mexico
you were eating the carrots out of my guinea pig's cage and saying that you needed them more than they ever would.
Her gay brother kept hitting on me and cockblocking me. Don't even begin to tell me how bad your night was.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
You started a dance party so that you could steal their vodka and shouted "sailors out!"
his eyes are fucked up, he bumped into the cabinet while standing in my office, and he's pounding chicken soup, and he must have chewed on 8 pieces of gum before he got here.
His apology was sex and a subway sandwich. Strangely, I'm okay with that.
I pulled some girls weeve trying to pull the stop cord on the bus
I had no idea he had such passive aggressive animalistic tendencies. This is the human equivalent of peeing on someone.
Mmm. Champagne. Weed. 17 pounds of animal crackers.
Jesus Christ. How the fuck do you not tell someone that your wife can see on the phone bill who you text and how many times ?
you started putting peanut butter on your pubes.
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