The stoners next door have their couch on the sidewalk again, shirtless, soaking their feet in a baby pool and listening to loud ukulele music. I want their life.
he came on my stomach, took his sock off, wiped it up, put his sock back on along with his shoes and left.
i just opened a bottle of wine with my dads power tools
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
No, its ok. Im playing strip pretty pretty princess im currently dueling for the crown
I gotta figure out which 7 tampons in the box contains the drugs
I was stopped at a light on my way home and a priest threw holy water on my car. Seems fitting after last night.
New low reached: a cockroach has actually drowned itself in our dirty dishes. We are heathens. Cleaning dance party tonight. No excuses.
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
So basically I really like drugs AND banging cops and it's starting to get complicated
When you wake up on the bus on 139th but you're staying at 6th
133 to go
I'm never going to adult. I'm staying a child. The only thing related to adult that I want to do is you.
I went to Walmart last night to buy some CDs--which is a sentence I never thought I'd say in 2016.
While I was giving him head he told me he had to go door to door the next day and "spread the word of Jesus Christ" I felt like a Disney villain out to steal his virtue.
Yeah, sometimes it takes a while to realize, wow you kind of suck and not in the fun way
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