only if we run a train.
done.
I saw your purple underwear in the road this morning.
he told me my hair look so beautiful and as he was stroking it his fingers got caught in my BUMPIT. How are you supposed to explain that one?
why didn't you say something constructive like "stop chugging that vodka"?
you grabbed his arm with one hand and the bottle of smirnoff with the other and headed off to your room you were on a mission
you were fixing your hair in the bathroom mirror and then fell backwards through the locked stall while she was in mid pee and fell on her lap.
Just KTHXBAIed an old man for staring at me
She fell out the car soaking wet and screaming "im wearing a fedora!" then tryed to seduce him on the front lawn in front of his middle aged neighbor
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
I know. My only sports are biking to buy drugs and running from the police.
It's like I'm snorkeling in an ocean of tequila.
Guess who just screamed "Everything happens for a reason!!" in the abortion clinic. This girl.
you did a full monologue with your sober self last night. different voices and everything.
I dont know it just seems wrong to fuck her on my exes back porch
It's shark week go big or go home
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