And you kept hanging up and calling back because you thought I wasn't greeting you properly.
my Econ professor just passed around his phone for us to take a pic of ourselves so he could learn our names. I am currently looking him up on my sex offenders app.
How are you feeling today?
i could've thrown up on command at any point today...
he said I could live with him because I'm cheaper than a dog and don't need a pet deposit. That and I don't piss on the carpet...
I'll probably just lay on my couch bra-less sipping wine out of a straw so I don't have to lift my head.
Everything sucks i just wanna cry and smoke a bowl and pet my cat and die. All at the same time
I feel like I took a shit on my life and you're rubbing my nose in it.
You better fuck one or both of those bitches and bring me pictures that will make me uncomfortable
I can do at least one of those things.
Think I pulled my pelvic muscle.
I think I pulled my ashamed of myself muscle.
Just saw our highschool guidance counselor at the bar and he's taken six shots in the last hour. Those teenagers have fucking hardened him.
I think my teeth are moving, they feel like people.
Where are you and why are you fighting with a bird?
Like Is it appropriate to tell your boss you banged a guy in the back of a truck at a wedding? Probably not.
I'm a fuck boy trapped in a single mom's body.
What is ur current declared sexuality for my bingo board
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