Whatever. It was high school. Back then I'd blow anyone who had enough room between their chest and their steering wheel for my head to fit.
I found you laying in the kitchen with a bottle of vodka and a slice of bologna on your face. You said you were having a spa day.
finally remembered how I know that chick in my history class. she made and fed me ramen when I was wasted!
At one point they were sandwiching me, both petting my stomach, mad dogging each other. Then they somehow telepathically decided to both try to pull my pants down. Such nice guys.
And for some reason I just want to have sex with EVERYTHING
It's not that I even wanna fuck these guys anymore, just cuddle that's all. My conscience has never been so proud.
If tits could talk, mine would be bragging
And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
My mom said she saw you at the grocery store. Said you looked like you were "headed for a Lindsay Lohan quarter life crisis of sorts"
Just did body shot off a midget. Pretty good start.
And then the night went full on bisexual.
You came out in nothing but lingerie and a Jedi robe claiming you needed more of those baby hot dog things or you were gonna go all Sith on us
Does this mean I have to put a bra on now
I'm not asking for life coaching, I'm just asking if you know where I left my underpants.
Dude, A DAMN CHEESEBURGER HIT ME IN THE FACE!!! WTF was i suppoused to do!?.
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