and after you realized your puke was bright blue, you started crying hysterically and screaming, "I DON'T WANT TO BE A SMURF!" no more uv blue for you.
i'm dressed up like the coppertone baby and being hit on a guy in a monk costume. the irony is not lost on me.
you said "tonight pinky, we take over the world" and then came in my face
I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box
I feel as if I owe my bloodstream some tequila.
I know you're trying to keep the moaning to a minimum but the banging on the wall is totally giving you away
Ya I got a cut on my head from the toilet seat last time I drank there.
I'm so hungover all I can do is stare at my curser and hope it starts moving on its own
You need to let him know my only agenda is coke and sadness.
But mostly fuck him senseless. Render him speechless. Have him look at my vagina and wonder, "WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?!"
That money I left you should go to the stripper that fell asleep in your bed. Sorry
Do you participate in Sunday morning booty calls?
Dammit! I didn't see this message, of course I do.
And the next morning he asked me why I had clothes on so I said so that he could take them off again.
It's official! Naked girl is back and making stir fry. Still not sure she realizes we can see her whole apartment from our balcony. Cheap beer and a show.
And my butt misses you like the deserts miss the rain.
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