Shiiiit I think I'm getting sick. probably had something to do with the fact that i shared my mouth with everyone last night.
Wait. That came out far sluttier than I intended.
i soberly give you permission to do that to me when im drunk
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
you convinced the bartender to un-cut you off by letting him touch your boobs whenever you ordered a drink.
there are two kinds of girls in this world: my mom, and sluts.
Why do I feel like the only way for this trip to end is alcohol poisoning?
They were greeting people getting off the 48 with green beers and cheers. The one day I decide not to take the bus home...
THERE IS A WINE CUBE IN MY ASS THIS IS NOT GOING AS PLANNED
I snapchatted his face mid sex. Needless to say, I don't think I'll ever see him again.
so i EARNED it!?! i EARNED dying alone with cats!!?
I think I'm destined to be the stoner version of one of those successful but emotionally unavailable characters Sandra Bullock always plays in movies
I definitely don't have enough experience with hookers to be in this group text anymore.
OMG he dropped his pants for me. Granted it was to show me where he got stabbed but still...
Come as you are, bitch. Glitter and vodka provided.
.......do you have the salami in bed? I'm trying to make a sandwich.
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