I think I have a pornographic memory.
Don't you mean photographic?
No.
There's a girl n class drinking wine out of a taco bell cup. I can smell it.. it's totally reisling. JEALOUS.
Girl in my class with fire painted on her face. I. need. that. weed.
Because the last time i saw or spoke to him he came all over me in a hammock.
Dude she has starbursts in her sports bra. I feel like this is counter productive.
It's kind of hard to say bye to you when you fall asleep on the bar..
she was braiding my hair and singing forever young while she vommed everywhere at the same time. Talent.
You just kept stroking his beard and thinking aloud that you wanted to rub your face all over it.
I love how my phone automatically capitalizes Margarita. R-e-s-p-e-c-t.
Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to pick up rum, beer, and cigarettes. Your holiday will self-destruct if you ignore this message.
I was going to learn how to knit but I got high instead.
Sleeping with him wouldn't be considered hoeing out... It seems more like babysitting.
I wasn't even hungover I was just mourning my dignity
I mean, drunk me really liked him, maybe sober me will too. Who am I to deny fate?
Just saw a girl I banged wearing a pro life shirt downtown. Not sure where to start with that.
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