I just looked at my iPhone gps history... "the gas station", "the park with a big scary fence", "the trampoline", and, my favorite, "where we were when we were about to do lines off a bible".
weed brownie and a latte, breakfast of champions
beyond obliterated. i recall legitimately trying to use a ballpoint pen as eyeliner.
She's lying on the sidewalk wailing that she is gonna die alone, with hundreds of strangers watching us, and also we lost Kate, . Please help me
She climbed through the window and into my bed. Not even sure who she is. Was thinking she might be a friend of yours?
Are we going out tonight?
My conscience says no but my vag says yes
The rest of the concert I just stared at the lights and didn't really listen to the music cuz I was trying to make sure my brain still worked cuz my face was numb and I couldn't move... Yeah I'm not a weed brownie person
And your boyfriend doesn't mind you constantly taking pictures of his dick just to freak out your brother?
its more like he's accepted that he can't stop me
And now I'm taking a break sitting on the bathroom floor thanking god that people who eat at subway are either too classy to piss on the floor, or are still relatively sober enough to not piss on the floor before 5pm.
I think after tonight I'm 85% lesbian
i had every intention of working out now im just drinking wine and thinking about taking nudes in my thigh high tube socks
We laughed, we cried, we fucked, we shirked our familial and work related responsibilities. They could make a movie about the last 40 hours of our lives.
New goal find someone I love enough to use these Japanese pancake flavored condoms on
who knew rolling through the dorm on a scooter in footie pajamas would attract so many guys. he said i'm his soulmate.
It makes my nipple hurt just thinking about it.
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