I got to stop making out with my boss at work. I think we should just get it overwith, be dissaponted and move on.
I have started doing my homework in bars. It just feels right.
he fucked my hip out of place.
i'm on the subway and being revisted by the ghosts of tequilas past.
My lips are sealed. Both pairs.
who knew i was capable of sobriety and human-like emotions all in the same night?
After 13 tally marks I wrote the number 4,000 and made u sign my arm to prove it.
Just had a tv talk show interview in my mirror. Got into to some pretty heavy shit man, would have made good viewing.
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
driving home I had the GPS in one hand and puking in the coffee cup
So no more sangria road trips?
tanning, a slurpee, and a cigarette. spa day college edition
It's really funny to see the look on the sales lady's face when she asks why you're replacing a painting. "I knocked it off the wall during sex w/ my heels," wasn't what she expected.
I look like shit btw. Like the joker from Batman.
I'm not sure how that's possible unless you put on face paint. Which I would respect.
Although I'm glad you didn't let my climb in the sink, I really wish you would have let me pretend to be a duck in the shower for a little longer
Do you think showing up at his door with bourbon and chicken is too forward?
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