white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
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There's just this way he looks at me that makes me want to suck his soul out through his dick.
I just typed my entire senior project presentation on my blackberry,
At the bar. Madeline and I totally brought our own pitcher from home because they always run out. Hello alcoholism.
Yeah got a self inflicted broken nose.
I dont even remember coming home... All my stuff is strewn randomly around my apartment... And I woke up at 5 sitting propped up in my bed with just my arm in a shirt
I have mastered the 3 minute room cleaning drill in preparation for the nights possible slam-piece
He asked us to wake him up with a strobe light. We had it going in front of his face full power for half and hour and he didn't even blink.
can we for just one second remember that I played with a homeless man's rat at st marks?
He thought he was ordering for the whole party so when he came back with thirty burritos and four of us were left, he wasn't happy
Also, being stuck with my family all week has made it very clear that I need to be drunk and I need to be fucked pronto
you'll probably come home to me baked as fuck and shirtless
Science requires me to take a picture of your nipples.
He got up after sex and said "is it wrong if I say happy Mother's Day?"
Hmm should I take my nipple rings out before my sisters wedding/family vacation in Puerto Rico where I will be with my mother 24hrs a day for four days wearing a bathing suit seemingly the entire time? Or should I just risk it and not hug anyone.
Risk it. Keep the titties tough.
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