so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
i fuckib htae you, you church bitch.
I might be drunk enough to make out with you. You don't want to miss this unique opportunity.
is it a bad sign that i now think of my run-ins with cops as "skill building seminars"?
um, yeah. i think it is.
We sold so many girl scout cookies when we were little. What went wrong?
My last memory involves me naked in a mens's bathroom stall. I really hope my date was with me.
Before you become official, we should get a hotel room and fuck our brains out. Sort of like a going away party for your penis.
Maybe I don't remember every single thing... I think there's a hi lighter treasure map drawn on my arm...
I just found it. I hope it leads to food.
So yeah she lost her virginity in a wheel chair with a broken pelvis. I'm still trying to figure out how I should feel about that.
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
This tiny cat is tiny breathing with her tiny lungs and im having a tiny freak out. Like those lungs have to be super tiny.
I just remember her dragging me inside in a panic saying we needed mentos and popcorn I have no fucking clue how we ended up asleep in her closet.
You've got until 8 and then I'm kicking down your door and pouring a beer down your ass via funnel
I went to smoke a bowl and realized that my lighter is out and there's still frozen blueberries in my bong... I need to reevaluate my life...
My mom's yelling at me for being a whore and my dad's quizzing me on how to drive in winter weather....I'm home!
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