I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
I can text with my tongue
Of course im so fucked up sarah. I fight away tornadoes.
she told me she was pregnant in a never have i ever game
I can't go out tonight. I feel like I'm starting to party as much as Farrah on Teen Mom.
Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
Intervention is following me on twitter.
Just promise me we won't die tonight. I can't have an autopsy report that reads "stomach contents: Tequila and semen."
I think that means you're growing up...when your coke nail becomes your opening mail nail.
I'm home alone for the next hour and a half, I expect soup and and a willing attitude to do drugs from one of or both of you girls.....annnnnd go
What I'm saying is DOWNGRADE. Like, do you see the caps lock?
She just walked up to him and was like "you should fuck Angela" and it worked! She is the ultimate wingman
It feels like the devil is humping my brain with his razor sharp erection.
We popped the air mattress last night via sex and we just kept going but it feels like I have a bruise on every vertebrae
It's like if you wanna bond just do a ropes course or have group sex you don't have to be weird about it