I don't make mistakes...just understandable bad choices.
Theres someone in the car behind me eating corn on the cob & talking on the phone
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
I'm already mentally preparing myself for the fact that I'll probably be sleeping next to a toilet.
she's doing key bumps of parmesean cheese
2 more and I will have fucked 75 percent of my acting class. best. elective. ever.
yea. Don't mess. He will heal me. But my blowjobs will be historical.
I'm just going to eat until there's an actual reason why he wouldn't want to fuck me.
We just broke into a lion king sing along. Understanding is not possible.
I think I'm still drunk...I just gave my empty conditioner bottle a break-up speech before I threw it away.
Hooked up with an ex Playgirl model. I feel like the universe just high-fived me for staying sober.
Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.
I probably shouldn't be taking relationship advice from my side piece...
Well I just had a flashback of something I did in the 4th grade. Now I can't go back to sleep.
Everything is fine, it's not hung over in here at all\n\n*Narrator* *but in fact everything was not fine*
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