before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
I love how you send me nude pics of girls you're fucking and name them by which city they're in instead of their name. "This is Nashville, this is Tupelo, this is Jackson..."
I just stuffed five dollars in my near empty box of camels to remind myself to buy more. And my mom says I don't budget my money
My mom's crying. That means it must be Christmas.
i hate this class. from the way they're all staring you would think they've never seen a girl in basketball shorts, heels and sunglasses.
I feel like hell. The amount of black beans I found in my hair tells me I hit rock bottom
I'm sorry but that single bed couldn't hold all five of us, especially with those boobs.
I still think the kiddie pool full of jello option is worth exploring. Just sayin'.
We don't really communicate like that.
Communicate like what?
Communicate like people who want to see each other when their genitals are inside their pants.
All i really remember is meeting this guy dressed as jesus and i kept taking his wine and saying "the body of christ!"
I also woke up in my friends room to 3 girls and a naked boy on the floor but thats besides the point
Welp, just took a tab of acid and cracked one of three bottles of champagne... Mondays ¯\\_(ツ)_/¯
Remember, I smoked so you wouldn't have to. I'm like the Jesus of Marijuana.
All I remember is me taking my automatic nerf gun getting on top of him and saying..."look whos in control now!"
when she didn't finish her burrito you wanted to call the cops because you said it was neglect
I'm wearing men's underwear
I don't know what to do with that information...
Randomize
