I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
Just found my shirt from Saturday, got an automatic contact buzz.
A three fingered guy just showed up with fireworks and bourbon, tonight will be entertaining.
His penis will pick the quickest route to vagina. it's like an biological onstar.
AND OMG I HOPE YOU ARE GREAT WITH CHILD. COOK THAT BUN!
It's my first ever "i'm sorry for my excessive drug use" hand turkey. And I think it's pretty boss.
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
Don't ask me how or why, but I'm drunk with German diplomats. Come over. Now
Apparently I walked to Denny's in the pouring rain without shoes just socks last night. Excellent.
Had sex in a cemetery last night during a thunderstorm. I feel like my goth points have skyrocketed
You told your family you're bi over the phone?!
We were talking about exes and it just came out....and so did I.
COME AND FUCKING GET ME I AM IN SOME SORT OF JUNKYARD!!!
Starting to realize that fucking everyone I come across isn't the most... "adult"... coping method.
I don't wanna see it, I don't wanna touch it, I just want it in me.
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