better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
i told him to take shots to cure a hangover and he told me i was "walking the steppingstones to alcoholism"
Well hey if hot cowboys are involved then all bets are off.
I dont want to tell you. Lets just say that a lot of things are reminding me of your dick right now
the cops who came hadnt heard yet. when we told them they sang the star spangled banner with us
walk of shame into the pharmacy with a busted up chin and laughing the lady at the counter rolled her eyes at me when I asked for the morning after pill.
He took shrooms and didn't want anyone to touch him. He kept saying he was a chip and he didn't want to break.
you know that feeling on acid where you think the world stops just to fuck with you? That's what it felt like.
im dying and naked and this is what youre living with next year.
no, I didn't go in the end. Too hungover and hot, plus Star Wars is on so obviously I'm having a naked day.
Leave it to you to bring a trash can into a fist fight.
so is it socially acceptable to send her an "i got my man back you whore" card?
do you know of a way I can die but like NOT die? like not being unconcious, just ascending to an astral plane for a few weeks or months in real world time so i can sort my issues out away from the rigors of life kinda deal, you know?
I had no plans to sleep with him, but he had to stay because of the snow. I always say, don't look a gift storm in the mouth.
Now all my porn is stored in my parents’ basement. It’s like a part of my soul is boxed up
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