I'm curled up in a ball on the floor of my office with the lights off. I hope no one notices. No more open bar. Woof.
i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
I finally got laid.. you said it wouldn't happen.
she asked if i had a condom...i said yes...when we finished it wasnt on...told her it was at home on my dresser.
He deserves to hear about your Vagina Shrooms
He's throwing up in my bed and I'm not even getting fucked for this
Also, last night I had a dream that I was in a victoria's secret fashion show and they made me wear a t-shirt over my lingerie. Spring dieting begins now.
Just think, this time last Cinco de Mayo you were holding me up and finding me passed out in the yard of that house.
Am I texting you while being used as a stripper pole by two half-naked women? hint: I am.
The van in front of me contains people having SEX. I am in full view of a SEX VAN.
Walked up in time to hear him say "you saw I was in a relationship on facebook? So why are you holding my nuts?" To her. That's loyalty man
Is everyone touching their nose at me a sign that I should stop snorting vicodin off my phone in the bathroom at school?
He stood me up.
I'm no sure if I should be pissed or proud that he finally grew a backbone.
Yup on the verge of buzzed and drunk. I managed to make my way into my cat's box house to fall asleep. I'm comfortable
I lysoled the money\n(631): wrong text lmao
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