My feet smell like cheese. Makes me hungry.
last night i used 411 to try and contact britney spears.
dollar well spent
I'm pretty sure I have jizz on the back of the dress I wore to church. Awesome.
Alex texted me. Bootycall boy #2. its like an alarm goes off once i'm single that the line is open again
an unopened bag of salt and vinegar chips... probably the best thing I've ever found in my room while high.
I woke up at 2 pm to my roommate checking my pulse.
She's doing shots in her underwear, a fur hat and mittens. I'm never coming home.
He grabbed onto my boobs while slipping on ice then proceeded to drag me down with him I'm not predicting head in his future
Ssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiii!iiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttttssssssssssssshhhhhhhhooooooooowwwwwww. Letters for emphaSSIIISISEEEE!
It's getting increasingly easier to use his emotional instability to my advantage. That's about all he has going for him right now.
Well girls crying gets you hard so you're not really a good standard to me
At least I'm doing lines with a notecard. That counts for something right
Hey, please tell me that you and dad are having actual steaks tonight and I did not just get sexted by my dad
exhale infront of a fan. self shotgun.
its weird getting into a political debate with a pony dressed as an anime character online
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