i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
She needs to learn she only fits into our friendship as a DD.
Any night you end up on the couch next to the trash can with a bag of white wine on your head is a rough night.
thanks for being my moral compass. and thanks for not always pointing north so i can be slutty and not feel bad about it.
remember how i yelled at you for inviting that coke dealer to the party?! i found the $100 bill they were snorting with in the couch.
..new slutty dresses or booze? i won't even waste time with the i told you so.
My trash can accurately represents my weekend: Bojangles wrappers and magnums.
I mean when you laced a shot with $200 worth of cocaine I could see why you'd be mad when somebody drops it
My nerves will need dicks later so.. I'll call you
Taking dicks and breaking hearts, no better life
I'm out of milk so I'm dunking my Oreos in Bailey's; this is my life now.
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
If I wasn't planning on spend the rest of my life with you I wouldn't send you so many nudes, so fucking appreciate it
Got lost on the way to my dealer again. He stayed on the phone with me untill i found him and then hooked it up because I got lost.. What a genuine person.
What part of the grouping of the words "anal beads" confuses you?
It was just like the old times. We watched movies and shit. But not like old times-i fucked her hot brother when she was in the shower? Times are a'changin.
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