white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
Both
We played Russian Roulette with a revolving Nerf gun. If you shot yourself in the face, you had to drink.
Slept on the counter again. Mom covered me in an apron.
the caf people were giving us weird looks and she yelled ITS A LIFE STYLE
let's just pour the lemonade mix into the soco. cut out the middle man.
So that'd what fifty dollars of chicken at 7/11 looks like. Made it to work on time. Puked twice. BOOM.
I want to figure out a way to work "if you suddenly die, I might turn into an extreme hoarders" into my valentines day poem
Confession: Sometimes I wear my stolen scrubs to the corner store because people will think I'm a doctor and not just a girl too lazy to change out of her pajamas.
I just don't do feelings in the summer months.
Yeah, this is not that. This is a father and son bonding moment involving my all of my orifices.
Oh boy I hope we come out of this alive. And with clean prison records
It's hard not to feel like a terrible person with bruises on your tits.
I got St Patrick's Day drunk on Friday and apparently ordered a Total Gym in the middle of the night
Listen, I just paid for a hotel room, so I didn't have to have sex in his car. I'm adulting successfully.
Right after i got done cumming i sat back and gave a big Ric Flair "WOOOOOO!"
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