He said he was just looking at my pictures and was thinking about how he wanted to cut my hair..then dye it black and put platnium blonde extensions throughout it and layer my hair
I'm outside your house...sorry I feel like I don't need formal invites anymore.
It's not just about fucking anymore... We decided we're actually in like now..
Lucky for you, I found your phone.....Not so lucky for you, it was in the bottom of your vomit-filled trashcan.
Its become more of a routine.. Whenever I get done eating and have left overs I just take it over to his house and throw it all over the walls and windows. Pay backs a bitch ehhhh
That's terrible. At least give it a creative name like muff mobile.
Got a stripper to howl at my wolf shirt.
walking around pouring bird seed on passed out guys in the quad.
There's gotta be a happy medium between the guys who only want to sleep with me and the ones that respect me too much to try to sleep with me.
I really need to create fewer "the time I was on drugs" stories for my future memoir, "my first year in San Francisco".
good luck with that
I was late because I helped this old romanian lady mow her lawn at 2AM.
struggle bus is officially taking me on a road trip to hell. If this is just the first destination, I'll jump out the fucking window.
I feel like I smell like bad decisions
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
i think it’s okay to see him. you just can’t wind up with his penis in your mouth again
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