she's leaving w me bro, I've been buying her mad shots. She's seen my apt. So locked down.
think what you will about my sexuality, just get the cigarettes
Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
People with herpes should wear stickers.
I went with the blow up doll and I'm glad I did.
Princesses don't give blow jobs
screw that ipod for my birthday.. i just want a weed brownie the size of my face. that's all.
dont worry, it'll just be a conversation starter like "why did you get that pierced?" or "wow, i got arrested there too"
I guess you don't realize how much twelve bags of chips are, until they're all over your floor.
waking up outside has become so normal, the paper boy knows to set the paper next to me
That's science, my friend. Boner science.
There was a stripper pole on the party bus. Was being past tense because some fat chick somehow tore it from the ceiling while grinding
you're the only girl i know who can be too sick to walk to the kitchen and still have enough game to receive multiple orgasms
just blew him in the library. I am a classy dame
I've seen your dick too many times for both of us to be straight.
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