well I can't set my house on fire every night
i'm home, then i'll come over
ightttt gangstaaaaaaaaaaaa
nvm.
Theres dried jager, barbecue sauce and frie remnants all over my front seat.
Earned the respect of a group of freshman by chugging Das Boot while hanging out a window and lost it shortly after by wrecking a clown bike into them.
I can feel his 12 year old sister"s eyes barreling into my soul everytime I'm at there house..some how she knows I'm cheating on her brother or she's mad cause I stole her shirt.
I just sprawled out on my bedroom floor and cried while shoveling chocolate into my mouth.. I should not have Bacardi at home
The cops busted down the door and everyone ran. I was just trying to find my shirt before I got arrested
I want to be the sort of person he can respect in the morning once the drugs wear off.
i think the last part kind of negates the first part there
What is soo wrong about a house of half-naked people hugging each other and laughing?
The pinata full of drugs?
I just set my acrylic nail on fire while trying to light my blunt
I can't wait to get home and drunk cuddle your dog
And what in gods fuck were you drinking. It tasted like windex with a mixture of juce
I think I fucked someone on the flight home last night.
isnt it crazy how for years we were living our owns lives, and now only a wall seperates us?
stop. eating. my. shrooms.
Dad hid the hash somewhere in my room and wont tell me where it is until i clean it. My room is spotless. The hash was on the ceiling fan...
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