I don't want to talk about it. He was like the Little Engine that couldn't get me off.
so i am drinking whiskey and watching home alone 2 by myself. it turns out moving to a foreign country isn't all that different after all.
i don't think my life will be extraordinarily more meaningful if i let him put his tongue in my butthole.
The working title of my paper? "Tailgating: A Big Clusterfuck of Kids Who Dont Actually Give a Shit about Football"
I really don't think you should have 'baptized' your tattoo in vodka the same night you got it.
aaaaaand im pretty certain i told that boy i just met that "his balls better be out tomorrow"
So I dropped $130 while buying shots for an army ranger, got my fake taken, almost went to jail, and came out of my black out when I was talking to the cops with a stolen detour sign in my hands.
You know you're hung-over when you're smoking and have the strong urge to eat the cigarette. No more buckets of gin. No. More. Ever.
Things I Learned Tonight: I have no future in goat wrangling. Herding. Whatever you call the ridiculosity that just transpired.
All I know is I got on a table at late night and sang gotta go my own way
First time since we broke up that I'm not drunk before noon...win for broken hearts everywhere
Well she just asked a sorority girl if she should fuck her floor mate so it's basically like the blind leading the blind
Night one million where I have madri gra beads around my neck and no justifiable reason for where they came from
he just used a semicolon in the middle of a sext
I may be a feminist, but I am not above using my body to distract you if it means I might beat you in a game of scrabble.
Randomize
