but she was nice to me.
She was a fuckin STRIPPER.
We made a drinking game out of poaching eggs. When did our life turn into a really awesome version of Top Chef?
she wrote "need hug!" on a sticky note, put it on her back, and passed out on his bed. they're trying to figure out how she got into his room...
What do you mean how did you end up there? You told him he had a face you'd like to ride, that's a deal sealer in any language.
She straight up told me, "I don't care if he films as long as he's quiet." You sure you can't find the camera?
all i remember is walking in on u shitting and crying listening to shawty get loose. its safe to say this break up has taken a toll on u
where are you?
talk to ya later, gotta sled down these stairs real quick
I found a half-finished mass text from my California weekend that said "things I want to rape: you, things, stuff, and le"
I thought that wasn't a thing ever since she showed you her vag on the dance floor
They ran out of toilet paper, so I had a girl rip down the streamers so I could wipe.
I could probably be laying here naked and he'd still be more interested in this thunderstorm
If I woke up in a pillar of smoke I suppose that's a sign right
I stole an accordion from the bar
Accidentally
I'm having ragrets about stealing the accordion
He is saved in her phone as Sir. Mindfuck <3/ vag cleaner of course I need to meet him.
It was like Strip poker and blow, but with Yu-Gi-Oh cards
Randomize
