If I could text you the sound of me vomming, I would.
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
no. you can't hotbox the world.
Just got a picture message from my sister of the two of us wearing cowboy hats and pressing our bare asses together. Do you remember enough to explain?
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
i got to hold a baby today and i loved it and i want a baby but actually i'm going to make an appointment to get birth control now.
He was on top and as he finished he yelled "I love gold" , so yeah I'm seeing him later tonight
HE HAS CHALLENGED MY BADNESS. I MUST CONQUER ALL THAT QUESTIONS MY POWER. BRING FORTH THE TIT PICS.
Couch. On fire.
I wrote notes to myself all over my body. "don't yell at cops again" "Cody stole your phone" "you kissed Cody" "vodka shots are bad for your liver" and "cactus pretty" WTF????
Since moving to the suburbs, all I do is fuck my ex and watch cartoons. It's not so bad.
Not going to lie, when I looked in the tub I expected to see what might have been remnants of a squirrel.
As your boyfriend, I'm gonna congratulate you on winning that fist fight. But as a cop, I have to tell you to not do that again.
I got up and left his place at 3am because I remembered I had a burrito in my car.
i have to pee so bad and he is sleeping and idk where the bathroom or my clothes are!!!
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