Leave Me Alone
At least least me cry on your voice mail
I just saw a man salute the budweiser truck on the highway. I want to follow him and shake his hand.
I just typed my entire senior project presentation on my blackberry,
i just woke up to seventeen texts from you saying all the things you would have done for a french fry.
Spent 200 bucks on a stripper for a good night hug. I give up.
We are going to get clementines. And shoot them out of a ballon launcher. That's after we come up to the ivy with a bullhorn and reck havoc. Where are you.
We finally have the house to ourselves and your out playing Lance Fucking Armstrong
Kripsy Kremes at our place, bring your own coffee. And your own donuts because these ones are ours.
I actually had to tell him that sex doesn't replace my Tupperware. Our relationship has reached a weird level.
If you get any calls give me a heads up. Im drinking rum in my underwear on the back porch.
We are such grown women, dealing with life's problems one shower beer and reckless makeout session at a time.
Between fucking and sleeping I woke up missing four out of five of the earrings I was wearing. It's like a star rating system. I had to give him props.
On a brighter more disgusting note...... I think I just shart myself but I'm too afraid to find out.
I was drunk, but not drunk enough to forget I had some dude on his knees begging for forgiveness.
Her pegging playlist is all heavy metal so stay away if you wanna keep your ass intact
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