Any woman wearing a black dress got in free.
“You’re my bitch, bitch,” and he threw the helmet to me, along with a pair of jeans.
The Priorities of a 20-Something GG…this is mostly true
Brittany dressed Sax Fifth Avenue on a Walmart salary.
It’s almost like the difference between dessert and desert.
When I was twelve my dad left, except he didn’t actually leave.
Max probably did love me. And I probably loved him. The world will never know.
Boys Will Be Boys
Bowls were smoked, beers were drank, and pizza was ordered. And then I called Rich.
When you’re finished with your New York, come get you some Montana.