I'm going to shit on something weird... I can't wait
where am i from again
Only your vagina holds the key to what happened last night.
He fucked my earring out of my ear. Of course he's coming over again.
I have blocked the memory from my mind. He is just a fuzzy cloud floating with my other bad decisions..
Dude in front of me just jumped out of line at Starbucks to go puke. Vegas in prime form.
Idk, you were a drunk pirate that kept stealing pieces of people's costumes to keep as your booty.
That would explain all the random shit in my room...
I left my coke in the bird nest in the bathroom stall last night but I found it nest and all in my purse I love morning suprises
I heard moaning and ass slapping and sponge bob.
You just kept screaming "PLEASE YELL CORNDOG AT HIM. PLEASE. CORNDOG."
We just don't discuss our relationships. It's pretty much like we're single no matter what to each other. And I'm okay with that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯
I mean in all honesty I would let James Franco shit on my chest. End of story
Where does drinking Flat, warm beer from two days ago rank of the No Fucks Given scale?
You just kinda wondered into the street and started screaming at dogs and small children...
you started putting peanut butter on your pubes.
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