I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
please. tell me to stop eating out of the trash.
if she leaves who will i have to secretly talk about behind thier back
i don't remember but I assumed it was bad when I woke up with directions from his house to mine already pulled up on my phone
yeah so our basement was flooded 4 feet. we just smoke and drank and then went swimming. gotta make the best out of it
I woke up at 3am naked and stroking a watermelon.
Just had a dream about an abnormally large bottle of tequila. No more depressed drinking for me.
Well then I realized I had a bigger problem when I woke up a long board.
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
I just realized my mom and I make the same noises when we have sex. Fuck.
The fairy wings and cowboy hats were not the issue. The bag of cocaine that I held in the air as we drove in the parade might have been.
Excuse me but the alley way I wanted to fuck in happens to be a very nice clean area.
I think I'm going to go into my next therapy session with hot client with my fly down and when he tells me about it I'm going to say "how did that happen?!" and then porn music will start to play.
I was hooking up with this girl last night and she's on top of me with "Flux Pavilion - I can't stop" grinding in the background and I thought "Holy shit I'm going to do a lot of Molly this semester."
I was sprawled on his bed and heard him and a girl walk in the apartment. I jumped out the window and am walking down main street wrapped in an american flag blanket. Can you pick me up?
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