I had a dream last night that we were eating cake at Mercy...hahaha. I'm furious I didn't see you.
I wrote a list of all my homework due in the next few weeks. I feel I've done enough for tonight.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
She uses empty wine bottles as book ends. 2 on each side. At least 8 shelves.
This guy in church just had a prayer request to help him get through his hangover. He is my new hero.
Leave the bottle at home cause either way I'm not taking another shot. You have no idea how long it took me to compose this text free of grammatical error.
Gold star for you, but I'm on my way and the soco is buckled in next to me. This is happening.
its like i had a thought but i dont know what the words are for it
hes duct taped to the wall and we're throwing eggs at him. i love thirsty thursday.
You're asking your pregnant booty call to go to a funeral with you?
His dad gives me dirty looks whenever I come over though. I think it's because I eat his food and have sex with his son.
And then he dove into my vagina like scrooge mcduck into a room of gold
I don't know how it happened. All I did was tell her I was impressed by her presentation. Her nail marks on my back ain't going away anytime soon.
My apartment is also really close to an alcohol rehab in case I get out of hand
If muffins & morning blowjobs don't make him happy, frankly, I don't think anything will.
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