you sent me 5 happy birthday texts last night. one after the other. spelled differently.
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
Imagine a baby lion feeding on an injured gazelle and it tasting fresh blood for the first time. That's me and this breakfast sammich
Just so we're clear. I'm still making jello shots and bringing them to the bar in my purse. I don't care if its half off margaritas. Don't want anyone thirsty
I took my exam the next day still drunk and failed, but I kno for a fact that I filled in the bubbles for my name perfectly
Finally buying a camera. Missed out on recording a 3way last night. Hindsight. Ugh.
This is why I can't have Wednesdays.... Or adult decisions.
I came in and she was laying on the ground just stoking it saying "the floor is where our feet step"
Seriously, this trumpet player gives me chills. Might be the drugs.
Nothing says love like couples STD testing
Nothing says breakup like the results
I bet yours is gonna be filled with secret innuendo.
secret innuendo and cervical punches to the world.
I'm gonna look back at these days one day and be like "damn I shoulda been turnt but I was in bed instead watching netflix"
Who died my cat blue again?
You ghosted you're own booty call. Wow what a sad sad man.
I was pretty pissed in the morning when I realized he had fucked the fake tattoo right off my chest.
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