party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
turns out the guy i was dating because he was a cop was not actually a cop. i learned this as he got arrested by real cops.
insurance, jail, and birth control were made for people like us.
Um don't talk to me about fat. I just used my chip bag to cover up all my candy wrappers in the garbage.
Either I get my picture taken sitting on a fuckin pony, or I'm not coming.
Following a car with a GPS. We don't know where he's going, but he probably has a better idea of where we're going than we do. Also, very high.
I look at sleeping with him as a way to get up in the world. He will lead me on to bigger and better penises.
Just came out of my room at 8 AM to find 2 pounds of raw hamburger and a half eaten cake strewn across the hallway. And I'm not surprised at all.
so getting blacked out last night has made my lips so beautifully red for pictures today... and they say nothing good comes from alcohol
*goes to show prof a picture* *forgets tit pic is in camera roll*
I found a hair colour I want in a porn.
Everyone I slept with in 2016 is getting a Christmas card from me. Because I'm an adult.
We put you in the box and you started to cry, that's how high you were.
my comprehension of H.D. Thoreau really dives after 8 beers.....
It will astound me if they ever let you graduate.
Just deepthroated a hot dog. Thinking of you
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