I have "you made mistakes last night" written alllll over me.
woke up to an unread text message i sent to myself: "brreakfdast..pork and ice cream."
You just kept taking about baking cornbread and doing your physics. Even drunk assed random you is a better student than me.
I'm blazed about to take my 8am final. Another girl is too. We just looked each other in the eyes. She's my soul sister.
It's all sex hats and vagina bandages with you isn't it?
Will the fact that I have 4 boob hickies add to or take away from tonight's outfit?
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE SCIENTIFIC REASONING BEHIND WHY I STARTED A HAREM ESPECIALLY NOT FROM A GUY IN THE HAREM!
I wound up gambling on giant connect four with the bartender. I think he saw my boobs.
with great strapon comes great responsibility.
I took an uber home at 6am. Went to Santanas, apparently they don't take american express. So the uber driver bought my burrito. Success!
I wish I could open myself up and check on my liver. Make sure it's hanging on. Ya know?
If I don't answer right away it's because I took an Adderall and the fridge needs cleaned.
I made soup. Now I'm having post soup making wine. I had pre soup making wine also.
I tried to fuck you in my bathroom while my parents were in the next room. I am a clusterfuck of fun.
I feel like you should store your weed in something that suits your personality. For example mines in a hollowed out disney princess book.
Randomize
