I'm not to broken up about it. Our relationship was worse than a coldplay song.
Next weekend I am getting a library card and staying my whore ass home.
all thats left of you is your magnum wrapper on my dresser
She got all mad because she said it was "unprofessional" to tell my manager to go fist herself.
As i lay in bed, clutching my face, i'm starting to believe your dick in my eye story.
Remember when we made you finish your beer after you puked into your glass?
i hate being the asshole.
She's gone now. Left with the wind like a majestic leaf that just rides the invisible current to locations unknown. And dude, her friends were really hot.
I have a callous on the palm of my hand just below my ring finger that is entirely from opening so many beer bottles. I'm strangely proud right now.
That's a good 5 hours of "I have no fucking idea what I did".
I feel like I'm pretty optimistic for a girl that might be pregnant.
I told the cops they couldn't arrest me until they found my shoe. Now I have the grant county cops looking for my heels by the rail road tracks.
i sent him a picture of his friend's dick and told him he should really stop thinking he's my only option.
Woke up in a car, do you own a silver car parked a few miles form the house...hope so
I have finally found someone I enjoy for reasons that do not necessarily include his dick
Thanks for the hospitality last night.
You mean sex?
Yes....hospitality.
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