Something inside is hurting you – that’s why you need cigarettes or whiskey, or music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.
I think I understand now..
Inappropriate thoughts ft. you
Every girl deserves to sit on an old trucks tailgate, in the middle of a field, and be treated like a princess with that country music playing.
If she comes up to you and says “Let’s go drive down backroads”, you better take that pretty girl down some backroads. No questions asked.
my blog is great but have u seen my ass