I think about you every night.
I'm sorry.
she doesn't hate you. She just thinks you need a personality adjustment, speech therapy and weight watchers.
Girl in my class with fire painted on her face. I. need. that. weed.
Woke up and went out for a cigarette and it was dead quiet. It was like the world just knew how many mistakes were made last night.
I really want to know why half of my kitchen floor is missing.
He's having sex with his gf again. Every thump of his bed against the wall is insulting to our one night stand.
I'm skipping the 'hey, how are you, I have to pick up something pointless at your apartment' excuse and just telling you I'm coming over to fuck.
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
Sry I came all over your dress. Think of it as a Vegas souvenir.
Whatever. I'm just trying to get my dick sucked while taking online harmonica lessons
The worst thing about it is now I have to find someone else to fuck in the library.
So I'm thinking next semester you should be my own personal maid, nurse, masseuse and chef in exchange for free lodging, any food you can find, and unlimited access to my reproductive organs.
Slow dancing with the chandelier.
But if you were going to pour a liquid on your naked body in fall its definitely pumpkin inspired something.
after the ketamine those signs on the bathroom door had little meaning to us
Randomize
