I want to make a zoo with you.
I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
I got drunk and applied for two credit cards last night. About to find out if anyone in this world is still dumb enough to give me credit.
she thought the capital of kansas was topanga.
I'm honestly too sad to drink and hang out with strippers. This breakup sucks.
We are probably going to have to use your boobs as currency to get this done
I would call you but I don't feel like these hands belong to me.
Rather than admit to myself he's hooking up with her right now, I choose to believe that he's not responding because he's masturbating to my picture, distraught over his poor choice, and trying to forget about the one that got away with a heavy dose of meth.
cool, get new shit, I dnt want the same old if it's my last drink ever
The world isn't ending you idiot. I'll grab beer
I figure even if it starts out as just sex I can bang him into loving me
I'm going as your incestuous sister. If thats not the perfect winglady I don't know what is.
The problem with drugs is that there's none in this hotel
The problem with drugs is that showing my boobs only gets so much of them
I'm permanently fucked. Every liquid I put into my mouth automatically tastes like fireball.
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
Watch out for the bush at the end of your steps. it comes out of nowhere
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