..Thats also how I think I got the lyrics from MIAs Paper Planes Sharpeed on my ass? Maybe.
He sat there and debated the pros and cons of hooking up with me
hey you forgot your wet suit in my room you can come grab it whenever
We are not in the same countries and I heard about your hook up last night BEFORE you.
I have pictures of you scratching against the sliding glass door on your knees screaming how you felt like a lamb.
Your drinking has interfered with your drinking. I bet you could get a scholarship to a rehab. Thats pro-level
My bed smells like stale sex...I want it to smell like fresh sex, I miss you.
there's a drunk hobo under the bridge wearing a jester hat and screaming at women
My philosophy is thug life and that means never having to say your sorry for stealing drinks off tables
Good news: you're over the drunk crying life phase. Bad news: now you're handy and violent. You were groping me from behind in front of the guy you like, then you put me in a headlock and swept the leg.
The secret to finals week is to have an orgasm for every point you need on the test before you take it.
Also we had sex while listening to fleetwood Mac on vinyl. Like the 70s called and told me to fuck off
And that is why I love you so much. You have the same cold black heart as me.
They're letting me in by good graces, I can't show up with a fist full of dildos
he's figured out my code; what are you doing = I haven't found a better dick yet
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