I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
then again I'm sitting on a tree stump completely naked in the dark listening to some type of glee soundtrack.
Remember when I booked a hotel room for next sat? Nneither do I.
there was a trail of blood coming out of one of the bathroom stalls. thought of you
I'm drinking and throwing an enormous tennis ball at children. I couldn't be happier.
I am trapped in a bar with french tattooed drug dealers who also blow glass art. Just in case this is bad, know what happened.
Nothing says walk of shame better than a onesie and a 12 pack of corona..
I have six drafts of messages to you that just say "blood" and I have no idea where they came from.
you're being fucking weird and i don't like it. text me when you're not being the after picture on a poster for rehab
I convinced a shit ton of people I was a russian foreign exchange student to get free drinks. I knew learning those accents would come in handy.
Please tell me you're not home alone watching Glitter.
Can you see in?
Well... I got her number now... I think she is a dish best served drunk
Blacked out and showed everyone my nudes. They toasted to my nudes, and I got an outstanding ovation.
Someone just said “I need to use up this money before I’m tits up under the dirt” so I think I’m going to start using that in my daily vocabulary.
I dont know which is weirder.. the fact that i just watched our mom kick ass at beer pong and ride the pole like a true fire girl or the fact that ive never felt closer to her in my life.
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