Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
I just wanted to draw pictures of limp wieners on peoples doors and smash pictures of palm trees. That's it.
When did we start counting Thursdays as weekends?
When we got our fake ids in grade 11, why?
I just feel like it's time to start counting wednesdays as well...
high as fuck. watching parent trap with my mom. keep missing my mouth.
I.V.'s should just be available for purchase at Walmart. God I'm dehydrated.
S.O.S. he's talking about horses and breast feeding.
Went outside and he was playing rock paper scissors with a cop over a drunk in public ticket.
Was I at least a good cuddler? Like at least honorable mention?
In my drunk state I was like I ONLY HAD SEX WITH SOMEONE ELSE BECAUSE HE WAS THE HOTTEST GUY IVE EVER EVEN SEEN
Current state of being: shivering like a new born kitten on the bathroom floor
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
I think I've done enough damage with my vagina as of late, thank you
DO NOT TRY TO APPROACH HER CAT. IT IS A DEMON CAT FROM SATAN'S BALLS AND IT *WILL* TRY TO KILL YOU. I SPEAK FROM EXPIRENCE.
I don't suppose you have a recipe for a cocktail made of bitter resignation, regretting everything, poor life descisions and deep-seated self-loathing?
The closest thing I've had to an orgasm lately is sneezing nonstop from fucking allergies.
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