I just watered my plants with apple juice. Look what you made me do.
using my metrocard to split lines. it says optimism on the back. i am optimistic that you will appear at my door and help me finish all these drugs.
If there's ever a time when I've matured to the point that I don't want to look at camera-phone-titties, go ahead and bury me in a shallow grave by the railroad tracks.
next time the cops show up in riot gear we should probably leave
and miss being on the news....no way
According to the transitive property, he has now had dick in his mouth.
He's throwing up in my bed and I'm not even getting fucked for this
You yelled "GET TO DA CHOPPA" and burst through her screen door and disappeared into the night. With the goose.
doing laundry. just found my fishnets from Friday. the ENTIRE crotch is torn out. guess that answers the "did we have sex in the cab" question.....
The last text I sent him was about nachos. Frankly, if he can't respond positively to that he can fuck off...
So this bar tattoo not looking that great now
It's hot as dicks out. Lets get drunk on the roof and make pterodactyl sounds at people.
Thinking about licking your asshole. And hugs and stuff too I guess.
Am I getting cock blocked by karaoke? That's a first.
I was very impressed with his ability to carry on a conversation with his friends sitting in the front seat with his hand in my pants, getting a hand job, stoned, with a cigarette in his mouth. I think he's a keeper.
You know you're more responsible when you turn down your bed and make a clear path to it before you go out..
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