“You’re my bitch, bitch,” and he threw the helmet to me, along with a pair of jeans.
Brittany dressed Sax Fifth Avenue on a Walmart salary.
When I was twelve my dad left, except he didn’t actually leave.
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.
The Chair: Before I was married it was a good place to f…
We spent every possible waking, and every sleeping, moment together for months.
The first time was in Oxford. As in England.
This was a lovely family dinner tradition until I returned from a summer study abroad in Germany.
They thought they hadn’t been caught.