awesome recipe for disaster- bar hopping at the airport
I got a lot accomplished today, and the day is still young! I built a fort, hot boxed a fort, had a tea party in a fort, and now realizing how high I am.
New major. Tourism Management. I dont know what it is but it sounds like something all the stupid slutty failed business management majors do.
I'm wearing a shirt that says "birthday girls #1 homo" ...what has my life come to?
Alright, deal. Settling two drug deals before noon is what I call a productive day. I'm not even gonna go to math, I've practiced enough numbers for the day.
It would just be icing on the fucked up cake we're baking, if he got me pregnant.
When you turn your data bak on you're gonna get a pic of a nipple but it's not mine
My roommate is watching gummy bears "race" from a mega-marshmallow to his lava lamp.
She asked if i could guess "what shape her carpet was". I got it wrong (christmas tree).
I found us a new booze connection and I'm writing college admissions essays. The future is bright.
He's like all my past boyfriends wrapped up into one fuck up. It's enjoyable to watch.
Sometimes I think he has a hidden camera in my vagina so he knows what I'm doing and saying at all times...
He gave me an extra phone charger for the other side of the bed the other night. Is that love?
He gave me a box of cheez-its after sex, does that make me a hooker?
Also I just had a pointless meeting and the only thing I accomplished were my kegals
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