I was staring at you from my window across the quad. I wanted to let you know so it's not creepy
I'm pouring my heart out in these texts and you're going around showing everyone???
I just google mapped his house on satellite so i can really see how much money he has. Does that make me shallow?
I hate myself for knowing the words to party in the USA.
don't get me wrong, i love how you're fun and free spirited. but there are some situations...like shooting down a bottle of sambuca standing in the shallow end topless surrounded by my friends
I think i just got paid for sex with a hot pocket... and i accepted
stop changing my ringtone to people fucking, it looks bad at work
I literally might walk of shame home on a cable car. If that doesn't scream San Francisco I don't know what does
Going home with an argentinian named sulvio. Ill let you know how it goes.
You started laughing mid-cry and when I asked you said, "my tears taste like vodka."
I've blown him while he hit my bong, I've blown him while he played video games and now I'm looking for a new challenge. Don't even try suggesting a blumpkin.
Get you some cowboy.
In that sentence you are the cowboy. That is not saying you should get a cowboy for yourself.
He kept referring to my giving him head as a new level in our relationship and acting sentimental
You gave him a bj, not a kidney
I remember turning to Jon after doing a line of coke and saying "I was a Girl Scout"
The bouncer said the club was at capacity we couldnt get in till ppl left all three of them pulled their tits out we got complimentary bottle service never under estimate women
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