Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
i think i gave myself a perma-hangover. or god just hates me.
I dont think yelling "Grab your dicks, time for pics!" helped your case either.
It's only 11:30 and she's already making friends with the homeless...
she let a homeless guy feel her up so she could go for a ride in his shopping cart
couldn't find my pants so i stole a pair of shorts from the passed out kid in the corner.
I wonder if they have a "21st birthday" section in the hospital..
He held the beaver pelt from the fireplace over my crotch and asked his friend "she look familiar now?", he then remembered my name.
I really wanted to suck your dick, but I also didn't want to miss any of the movie
I just want someone to shove bread from panera down my throat
I would say I miss her friendship, then I remember that she gave 4 guys the clap. I'm good.
It kind if looked like a strap-on dressed up for Halloween.
I just dominated some guy while wearing your moms thong
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