It's an Italian thing I guess, grew up on that shit.
I'm Irish, we don't eat cow guts unless they're blended into a fine whiskey
a man that wears gold spandex underwear and party boys other people is a man after my own heart.
I have started doing my homework in bars. It just feels right.
apparently i was just sitting there with my shirt down holding my boobs saying "its ok. its all gonna be ok"
Said he made a playlist for taking a shit. only two songs on it are the Star Wars theme and "America, fuck yeah" set to repeat.
you kind of just crawled on top of him. that was the point at which i became concerned with how drunk you were.
Rosemary is literally sitting on the ground holding on to the rug because she thinks she is going to fall if she lets go. We smoked way too much.
I'm trying to decide whether it's worth it to masturbate in this gas station bathroom
Dude the tree smoked with me. I planted the roach with it and smiled.
I am gathering blankets and bags of horse grain to pad my truck bed so I have a comfy place to crash when I get home, without the inconvenience of stairs. Or doors. Or walking. But with the refreshing scent of molasses.
Everyone heard you scream that I was to be naked, in your bed in 5 minutes. We were one hell of a shitshow spectacle
All I know is I woke up with his business card in my bra and in my handwriting on the back it says 8 inch.
When he was going down on me I referred to him as "Lord Snow" and HE GOT IT. HE GOT THE GAME OF THRONES REFERENCE. I AM IN LOVE
We need to get fucked up again and play games like "save the tequila but dodge the knife"
You didnt text me.. I'm on your street with golf clubs
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