i just saw a man dusting the fake palm trees at the mall
...welcome to nebraska
laying in bed listening to christian music, jealous of the hope they have for their life. also need to beat off, can i think about you?
And then she said we stopped for a train and i tried crawling out the back window.. again, i dont remember this.
he has cookie breath... dont trust fat people.
They're making scrambled eggs at 2 in the morning... with rum
I'm heating up a hotdog using a candle.
Day 5 without masturbation. Fat chicks are back on the table
Totally passed out on the dealers bed after paying him all in ones so no, i dont think i'll be getting a discount soon.
If you call getting home safe by sprinting down Spanish Harlem barefoot still rolling then ya I made it
I have to confess something, I may or may not have knocked on your window at 2:30 am while balancing on some guys hands. We found tequila.
Took three klonopin and turned all my jeans into jorts. I miss you
But he has cupcakes AND I'm guaranteed an orgasm. .. I feel like I shouldn't even have to actually make a decision here.
I want to be tan and drunk. Is that too much to ask for?
I need to immerse myself in a tub of peroxide to kill whatever traces of him are on me.
She was calling him Bob Saget and asking him to buy her shots....how do you think the night went?
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