I just heard a girl say "We can't go that way, it is a one way street." She was on foot...Nothing worse than girl from the midwest that move to NY to "live out their dream" -the dream of living in a rat and roach infested 200sqft for $2k a month, and get fucked by some recent Ithaca college frat grad...
Wish you were here....
And I wish your mouth was around my cock, but that never happens, does it?
I'm drunk enough to talk Barbara Walters outta her panties
dude all my bootycalls are going to Eclipse tonight... Do I really want it that bad?
Actions speak louder than pants.
They were fighting, but then they bumped into the bong and it shattered. After that they just hugged and cried.
Just because he saw my boobs doesn't mean he knows me all of a sudden
something had to give and with her weight the coffee table never stood a chance
I'm at Home Depot to get supplies to fix the wall we cracked by fucking too hard against the bookshelf.
He bought me Ben & Jerrys and then apologized for the fact that he was going to fall asleep before we could have sex
I've actually, minus lsat night have actually changed my drinking habits
I'm turning twenty & the only honorable way to exit my teens is by slapping the fuck outta the bag. You better be in.
So, no matter what happens today, hold on to this. At least you're not naked under your ex husband's trench coat being stopped by the police who also work with your ex husband. Long story. Actually, not a long story. That's it.
Any idea why my ass cheeks are bruised again?
The fact that theyre bruised AGAIN means you're not adult enough to know why.
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
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