you are the weird ass hat to my lady gaga
so we were pounding it out and someone knocked on the wall and was shouting at us
that didnt stop you
nope
hickory dickory dock, please dont tell me about your cock
Home, forcing the cats to make out. Someone should get some.
I don't think there was a moment this weekend where grey goose did not course through my veins
Well im sitting on a futon on a porch at 1:30 in the afternoon drinking boxed wine out of a pint glass next to a chick with a homemade neckbrace. What do you think?
I'm in a bed full of sand, and also just took my contacts out. Whatever happened yesterday was great, I think.
NO. ANAL IS NOT A GAME.
I just want to be able to run around naked and eat grass with no judgments and have people feed me and expect me to sleep all the time.
Can I tell you that I just incorporated the spice girls in my sexting and you not judge me
If my bootycall doesn't bring over a Baconnator, I swear to fucking God, I'm not letting him in. The hunger is that real. Forget his Persian dick.
Friday is the holy day of drinking. Thou shalt observe the Sabbath. It's in the bible. Look it up bitch.
We sexted for four hours straight. Is this really what my life has come to?
I don't know what to say to you.
I don't know what I said to you. Start with that.
He stumbled out of their hotel room and yelled, "I'M ON A STATEWIDE TOUR. I'VE BEEN IN KENTUCKY AND OKLAHOMA."
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