And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
I just woke up my dad to tell him that i made out with the drummer. He wasnt as excited as I was.
You kept telling me to "raw dog" your take home breathalyzer without the mouthpiece
I'm gonna vom. In the dentist chair. Who makes a dentist appt for July fucking 5th.
I mean its not the first time I passed out drunk at barnes and noble.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
ALSO, I NEED TO BORROW A CAT. ASAP
dreams really do come true on the roof and drinking again
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
But I'm currently thinking of all my bad decision making last night and giving myself a time out.
Tent sex on an air mattress requires balance and flexibility. Not for the faint of heart
I don't need inspirational quotes. If I'm going to be motivated, it will be by anger and spite.
Omg my brain. Most recent thought: I fucking prayed in the bathroom that the other girl would leave. Prayed to Jesus
You threw away your W2 to make more room in your purse for liquor.
I swear he is my soulmate. He kept feeding me goldfish while we were fucking. Who wouldn't enjoy that while having sex.
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