My 40 year old neighbors are throwing a party for their eight year old niece's birthday. It's 1am and they're still partying hard. Harder than me. It's Saturday. Just say it, I'm a disgrace to the generation.
I thought we agreed I wasn't a screamer?
Clearly, I'm already going to hell, so there's no point in trying anymore.
He's blaming gravity for his problems right now, so put that in perspective
I just kept screaming "I'm fucking a preacher's son!" Also, this water tastes like weed.
I'm going home because your Crackraptor step-brother tried getting his nasty meat hawks in my pants last night.
I'm going to sing sad and lonely Barbra Streisand songs at the top of my lungs if you don't get here soon
There are five fire trucks here and needless to say my booty call left so come back home whenever you like
well at least now you can say you got an STD from the frontman of a band no one's heard of
fuck you.
I told my manager I was trying to conserve my energy for date night/Sexual Olympics later. That's legit for another break, right?
I can no longer play with you. I puked on my feet in the shower. I'm too old for this.
Uh oh we had sex and I don't think I like him anymore help
He KNOWS ALL THE WORDS TO "JESUS IS MY FRIEND", I swear if he even tries to pull shit with me I'm becoming an actual nun.
We're at an agreement where I don't pry and she pretends blissful ignorance
Honestly, I am sitting in my room watching Ciara videos and thinking I am super jealous of how she rides it.
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