no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
last night you decided it was time to "get organized" and "straighten out your life." You pulled out a bag of troll dolls, sorted through them and got nostalgic. You demanded both andy and i take one and keep it forever.
is it trashy that while he was throwing up in the bathroom, i was hooking up with his childhood best friend?
Im interpreting your silence as a silent plea for me to come wake you up. See you soon.
Do you ever just KNOW it's gonna be a good day? I mean, like in a "just found a Vicodin in the bottom of your purse" kinda way?
i can't sleep with him. he has a scrapbook from the girl he lost his virginity to.
she had that "i just got used" look on her face when i kicked her out at 5am
Bjs on a first date are the gateway to getting to know someone for who they really are.
I asked if he wanted to come over and he said he was busy. Then I sent him a pic of me in the bath with the bottle of wine I already finished and all of a sudden he was free. Booty calls are too easy.
Just cause I'm shitfaced wasted every night waking up in random beds all over Manhattan does not mean I'm a mess.
Truth. Respect the hustle.
I just googled, "how to do boob makeup" thats the kind of night I wanna have.
I'M WORRY THAT MY VAGINA WILL NEVER KNOW THE TOUCH OF A MAN AND YOU ARE MAKING A MIXTAPE
The other day I was really high and I felt like my words were coming out of my mouth in flowers...I don't know.
you got into a really intense arguement about protecting bees. it was wierdly arousing.
I just woke up drenched in beer, in a puddle of beer, and cuddling a bottle of tequila
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