Are you going to tell your therapist we boned?
You can now add 30,000 feet to the places where I have puked
well.. I tried flushing my sandals down the toilet
ughh I puked about 4 times on metro, no one seems to like the cool design I made on my shirt
Close your eyes and stop texting and think about puppies. You'll be fine.
I feel like all of the victims from Seven. Best birthday weekend ever.
She twisted her ankle and paid a homeless guy for a piggy back ride home from the bar.
I either have a razor blade lodged in my throat or I've been drinking entirely too much Evan Williams.
Also, don't forget your plan to die young at a shrooms-fueled orgy.
All I can think about are the cheese it's on my desk at work this morning. Like are those apologetic cheese it's or does he seriously think he still has a shot..
I'm really glad I had vomit on my sweater when I met his sister.
My little sister just helped me edit my nudes so that's how my night is going
I would just like to say that I had morning sex today to the Hamilton soundtrack. So.
The taste of regret at 8am, yup that taste is Jack Daniel's
It's been a week I should not still be finding glitter in my pants.
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