Leaving terminator. dude in front of us leaving was wearing a baggy micael vick jersey, cargo shorts and brown crocs. God I hate people.
elementary school lunch room party. everyone brings their own lunch and can trade stuff. all juice is booze.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
He wouldnt stop screaming that he wanted a trashcan WITH a lid. Whats so necassary about a lid
just had to explain to the health center why i wanted 50 condoms a month.
They kept trying to slap each other but they were poring beer onto their hands first referring to it as their baby powder
i wish i had a super power and that that super power was shooting out mdma from my fingertips or something
Red flag bro. Her only friends are barflys and a teen with a fake ID
If tits could talk, mine would be bragging
Why isn't there a super hero that comes to the aide of really high kids when they kill their car battery?
bought a large fruitopia from McDonalds at 7:45 this morning. Spilled it on the ground. Cried. THAT hungover.
He wants to buy me a wedding ring and pretend to be married to someone else when we fuck. It actually makes me wet thinking about it.
being broke is really keeping my alcoholism in check
I want to disappear from this job like a fart in the wind.💨
He flipped a shopping cart in the back room and had to leave to make a jazz playlist. If we aren't in love then i don't know what love is.
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