He has 250 profile pictures. Of course he was a douchebag
Made a joint out of my Yale rejection letter. Life is grand.
once i realized i was actively trying to drink the beer i was sweating out of my body i knew it was time to go to bed
This needs to stop. I just vacuumed the wall. Adderall is a double edged sword.
I'm buying eyelash glue, salt, and limes. We know how tonight is ending.
I don't think it's considwred fine dining when you're passing out at golden palace in chinatown at 4 am with you boss who happens to be wearing a dress.
I don't even know what beauty is right now. I wouldn't even pity fuck me today.
I whispered "you're doing a great Job" when he was fucking me. Then high fived him.
While running home from the bar in high heels I multi- tasked and sexted with Brent. Jesus.
I am so juiced up on period drugs and coffee I feel like my skin is going to fall off.
Can't. Busy recovering from the worst pulled muscle of my life that I got either from excessively acrobatic boning or carrying a huge fucking ice luge down the street while wearing 4 inch heels
Got super judged by this lady at the Rolling Stones concert last night. Bitch don't look so salty at my dad and I splitting two joints, an edible, and two margaritas. It's the stones.
The bathroom smells like ribs. What did you do?
when you shit yourself on the way to school its time to give up and go home
I like to make sure they know it's casual by giving then a high five after sex
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