i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
But, I don't have the body of a porn star, so nobody would hire me. Unless they're doing like a trip to the safari and they need an albino rhino
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
sorry about calling you the devil all night.
winter break is going to suck... i have to put away my college personality and transform into who my parents think i am.
and apparently i was drunk enough to follow up with "I'd let me touch your boobs" ... not my best line.
they duct taped my keg cup to my hand with my sister's phone number on it. I should be ok tonight.
Walked back to my room from the bus last night and all I see is 3 of my friends on the porch chugging whiskey and then throwing up in unison
DONT LET HIM GET NAKED. JUST SAY NO
I don't know what to think. Also, I decided to take a bath...sorry in advance if I flood the bathroom.
I was looking up travel destinations and somehow I ended up reading Paul's first letter to the Corinthians. I need to start going to church high...
I just baby talked my cat. While getting ready for bed... Before 10 on a Friday. I'm officially a cat lady.
I'm just the girl with the breathalyzer keychain, and I embrace that.
I turned on Elf, made myself a mojito, and am eating one of a sleeve of Ritz. You tell me if I wanna go out tonight.
You fell asleep while I was sucking your dick
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