Well, its 5:30am and you haven't let me in, I guess ill go home
Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
everyone made a circle around them and startd chanting fight fight. they wernt fighting, they were dry humping
Come 10 years my vagina won't look like this. I must cherish it
I don't care how hungover you are were not listening to enya
Dude feel your hair right now it feels so weird like pasta
I drank myself into bisexuality again.
I may or may not be taking a bath listening to the Phantom of the Opera. This lovely moment brought to you by xanax.
I asked for a steak knife but the waitress could see in my eyes it was a bad idea
You were stoned out of your mind. We were eating cold cuts and you wouldn't shut up about how it was the wettest meat you'd ever felt in your life.
AT THIS RATE YOU WILL HAVE FUCKED MORE OF MY CLOSE FRIENDS THAN I HAVE PEOPLE PERIOD BY VALENTINE'S DAY.
And I was like "take off the damn flower crown, we're about to have sex not post an indie picture on tumblr"
why not an indie porn pic then
I think my AA sponsor just booty called me.
Right before he dumped me... he got a really ugly pair of pants. They were twill pants. A pinkish color. When I'm sad... I picture him in them. It makes me smile.
on a scale from 1 to "can't put a toothbrush in your mouth without gagging" how hungover are you?
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