just survived the first fart of the relationship.
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
I learned nothing from that class except drinking and chemistry go together great.
bet u 5 dollars u can't guess were i woke up this morning
oh god.. jail?
better, on the catwalk of the auditorium
That's why she's the girl with her life together and you're the girl with the penis drawn on your car.
At some point we were all eating banana flavored rolling papers.
I left boob prints on the hood of his car. Something to remember me by.
Their was just 7 people standing outside eating a costco chicken, definitley at the right party
Don't you dare blame me for walking in one walking in on ur fuck session....u decided to fuck where we hid our booze
I like to take my ritalin one pill at a time with each pill spaced out a couple minutes so I feel like I'm going super saiyan when they kick in.
I just threw in a dip with a guy that superglued his fake tooth back in today. My life is complete.
If I ever see that bitch it is going down flavor of love style
You can't just snapchat me a picture of a pregnancy test and then not answer your phone
If I walk downstairs and Kelly is fucking in the laundry room again I'm gonna die
I just want somebody who'll randomly bring me pizza and lovingly squeeze my butt. Is there a dating app for that, do you think?
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