I'm at the point in my career when i know a sites a trap and isn't real porn
I just hemmed my dress for halloween, never felt more like a man
went to library to start paper due tomorrow & took those orange addys u gave. now realizing they were ur xanax. completely fucked and going to fail, but calmly at peace with the situation.
I don't understand how anyone could look at him and think, 'Yeah, that's a good idea.'
These headphones make me feel like I'm sitting on John Mayers lap and he's singing just to me. I picture like a pitch black room with a single spotlight on us. Also, convinced Kyle to give me percocet soo.
Just had such a rough shit, don't stop believin had to be played
Like fighting the continuous urge to sing Neil diamond "coming to America" kinda fucked up right now
Sorry for all the texts. I got wasted and woke up at the foot of a staircase. From what I can gather, I fell down it.
Came back with a random sweatshirt, an American flag, and a for sale sign. Mission success?
I am disappointed by everyone's lack of ability to dance on a stripper pole:(
May or may not have just put tequila in my special "kids+" orange juice fortified with vitamins a, b, c, d, e, and now t.
That edible kicked in right as I was upside-down on that rollercoaster. Fucking.mind.blown.
He fucked me over, so I'm going to do what any rational woman does. I'm going to get really high and have sex with his brother.
I had no plans to sleep with him, but he had to stay because of the snow. I always say, don't look a gift storm in the mouth.
I'm sorry for peeing on you last night. Will cookies make up for it?
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