I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
she kept yelling 'call me bella'
i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
Please tell me what happened last night... specifically who told me it was a good idea to pee in my shoe.
whatever a "slut portfolio" is, mine is apparently almost complete
May or may not be going home with my jamitor. i'm kiddong, btw, i have no idea. i'll let you know soooon.
We talk about tequila and blow jobs the way that normal people talk about the news and the weather.
I'm glad we are bonding over both contracting clamidya. Winners.
100%
You're just horny.
Yea, and? I appreciate you as a person too if that helps.
I think i just threw up blood. i can't chill right now;
ask me again when I'm sobewr aka tuesday
We both got free alcohol and got laid by foreign men last night.
I'm not going out again for the rest of my life. I can't top this.
I just laughed so hard that my back cracked so hard that I thought I was cumming. Magic
who knew my inner goddess was such a whore
Drinking is such a hassle. I wish I could just press a button and be drunk.
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