can we please move this conversation out of my vagina?
Outside the community dumpsters: beer bottles and a carton of orange juice. Looks like we were here.
like when he blacked out and we found him in the garden eating your tomatoes off the vine
i'm drinking whiskey out of a ziplock bag in a movie theater. i'm THAT girl.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
I had to keep telling myself 'you can't be mad at him because you peed on him'
She said I'm so hungry I could eat a dick and winked at me
I'm just saying. If this how my magic vagina shows it's magic then I don't want any
That accounts for only three of the penises
I maxed out my credit card last night on powdered donuts and beef jerky
And also ice skating can blow me. Goodnight, love you!
I deleted all traces of him from my phone
even the dick picks he sent you?
no are you nuts? saved that shit to my camera roll
I feel like I shouldn't be left around 30 year olds when I'm drunk
My moral compass kept pointing to his penis.
I discovered moonshine and fell in love.
Randomize
