im walking the streets of bville with a bag of cat food..looking for my car. i dont ever want to turn 21 again.
After I threw him out he walked down the street peeing in stride. I almost wanted to let him back in.
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
knew it was a bad idea. the look she gave me when i left her roommates bedroom in the morning really illustrated that.
hahaha lucky. I'm fishing with some dude I just met when I woke up next to the mohawk river
She said she was jealous that i could wear headbands, then growled at the ground in shame..
New level of stoned. My Terry's Chocolate Orange didn't 'whack-and-unwrap' so I ate it like an apple.
You need to stop having girl talk with the guys I'm sleeping with.
exactly. I want him to have to live with the fact that he fucked me. I want him to look me in the eye and say "you were a drunken mistake".
you invented a new sport called "bacon pulling" and you cried everytime a piece broke
I agree though, his intact virginity is truly the tragedy of the century.
These muscle relaxers obviously don't work because I'm harder than a fucking diamond.
a guy just skateboarded past my window in a bunny suit while chased by a dog walker
I'm assuming you were here at some stage because I woke up alone, clean and in a towel with mum asking my why my shoes, dress and jewellery were in the bottom of the shower.
Ever look at an ex and wonder...was I drunk that entire relationship??
Yes, yes I do.
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