I hate u. Im listening to lady gaga and all i can hear is boca base om om om ommmm
I think im going to throw up on grandma
so just incase you wake up on the couch wondering how you got there--you came home at 7am, put ice in a cup--then you proceeded to put the cup in the microwave and melt it because you "wanted water". you then, fell down the stairs while saying "you don't know me" then crawled to the couch.
Did you see the soccer ref give that girl the red card as she was being kicked out of the party?
you were trying to give my penis an indian burn.
alright got my week's quota of sex in, ready for modern warfare 2
i wasn't about to bring her gummy handcuffs to her father's funeral
says the girl that drank her shots like they were in a dog bowl
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
cheese fries, coffee, with a side of dry heaving in the bathroom at the diner on campus at 5am. never felt better.
I'm using her two yr old as a arm rest while I attempt to feel her up. Somehow she is allowing it. How this transitions to sex should be interesting.
You know it's a good party when even the dealers were too fucked up. Just found and counted 140 E pills I found in a bag in the couch. Just paid for weed this month.
Your mom won me $100 and you showed me your tits. Solid evening.
Ever had one of those went so hard last night you woke up at the foot of the bed naked wondering where your phone ended up?
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