Dude you can't like a status about me getting hit by a car
stripped for him at 3am on my childhood playground and used the swing set as a pole.
I knew I was high when I wanted to write a poem about how great it felt to wash my face
My rats are drinking wine. I am drinking with rats. God i am so alone.
All I learned from that experience was that drinking scotch out of a crunk goblet was bad news.
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
his blanket is still in the back seat of my car, its like a constant reminder of his small penis
OHMYGOD did I try to use pinesol as a mixer?
Also yeah I would definitely have to say that one of my favorite things to do is to get high and pet cats.
I would lick a homeless mans crack teeth for a cup of coffee right now.
Last time Jon threw a party I woke up on my porch, no shirt but 4 bras on, and "make better life choices" written on my stomach in sharpie
I'm starting to question if I'm gonna need to bring a raincoat just to drink around u
U act like I can cum on command
Woke up on the floor with shoes on my hands...I'd say it was a success
He signed my ass with a Waffle House pen.
You have to give it to him that he fucked me out of the dull weekdays.
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