he wasnt completely random
you're right. you met him once and didnt know his name. you still dont
i get things done.
Im broke. I spend all my money on weed cigarettes alcohol and food. In that order. I cant even cut one of those because you know it'd be food. I already stopped getting my nails done just so i could support my bad habits.
you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
CANT TOUCH THIS JUST CAME ON MY IPOD. LOVE STEVE JOBS
I bruise way too easily for the kind of rough sex I want...
Drunk wheelbarrow races might make the top 10 list of dumb shit weve done. Especially considering all the broken glass around...
the igloo is complete. bring your weed and the hat with the floppy ears
I have so many hands. So. Many. Hands. I can feel arms that I don't have yet. They tickle. I can see the blood in my eyes. I think something is happening. The hands!!! I'm ticking myself with hands I don't have yet! I can't stop giggling about my notyet hands!
Anxiously awaiting my period drinking Hershey's syrup from the bottle. Don't judge me
He's the conductor of the struggle bus
I RODE THAT FINE PIECE OF STRUGGLE BUS
I'm glad your nude photos turned out "classy" but you cannot hang them in the living room.
unless you want this visit to have a different tone... more romantic, less molly in a hotel room
Ugh im hungover from last night, and to top it all off, I think someone jacked my laptop.
umm ya, so we found it in the oven wrapped in a pillow case this morning
ps. i have two very important words to sum up my night
which are?
library sex.
I'm glad you threw up in my bed because now we talk.
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