Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
okay im going to go eat, shower and find underwear... call if you want.... but ill be listenig to glee VERY loudly.
Well, it's 24 hours till finals. I need high A's on all of them and I still am not sure where exactly on campus most of my classes took place.
Just quiet vomiting, and in between heaves she mumbled "be the pro"
So, this year for my birthday, want to get rip-roaring schmammered and watch my episode of my super sweet 16? We can do lines off my tiara.
Vaguely remember? You pushed George and two other fellas out the way to hug me, screamed gandalf before chugging your beer and smashing the bottle on the floor. I lolled.
We had to take the hinges off the bathroom door. Needless to say, you are no longer welcome at that bar
And then I told him since the day he walked away to get over what I went through he lost the boyfriend right to ask why my bed is broken.
I take full pride in being the one that broke ur bed. Want to go for the sofa?
There is a stockpile of mangos and vodka in my backyard and I'm at least 90% sure you had something to do with it.
His dad was on the tv delivering the local 11 o' clock news while we were having sex
just so you know.. snorkeling hungover: great decision. I was throwing up and he couldn't even tell!
you started shaking the frozen steak while screaming "THIS IS CAPITALISM" before rubbing it all over your chest and passing out on your dog
I mentioned the porn thing he mentioned a brother it all kinda just came together
Cookies and nudity, all you need in life
oh man there are to hot chicks wrestling in a pool of maple syrup. ill send you a picture
this is why i will never break up with you
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