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.
woke up in a shopping cart using a keystone box as a blanket. how was your night?
For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
When you're on the hood of a car, 10 mph feels pretty fucking fast.
thankjk goddddn taco bell uis open htis lateee!
you do know it's eleven in the afternoon, right?
Put cigar in mouth backwards. Plz remind to check for scar in morning, can't feel it now. Screwdrivers are like morphine.
It's all sex hats and vagina bandages with you isn't it?
I just found a video of you asking to be a whale with me.
I showed him my toy collection and he goes, "You won't need those anymore," and dropped his pants. I threw the House of Pleasure out last night.
I remember looking at his body and thinking wow you have a body sculpted by Jesus himself. Still not sure if I said that out loud or not
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
just woke up on my patio with a mouse eating cheetos off mys chest. youre all assholes.
He made me a flamingo drink and now I don't know why things are the way they are.
I CAN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF THE ANIMES.
Your amazing boobs made me fall in love with boobs. I never cared about boobs you should be proud
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