It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
I just gave the bartender my number in roman numerals. If she figures it out, she's worth a shot
screw that ipod for my birthday.. i just want a weed brownie the size of my face. that's all.
I just sent her mug shot out in a mass text because I hate her and her cocaine eyes are hilarious.
I told my mom about how you got white girl wasted and sobbed about Whitney Houston. She sends her condolences.
tell her thanks so much
Just walked into the bar to find a guy in a Boba Fett helmet leaning casually against the wall, texting. This night just got real.
Also was told that I was her "third favourite booty call" - I'm taking this a good thing right?
It's a podium place so yeah...
I just made a drink so ill shit. It's goona be great. Ill tell you about it when you get here. Get pumped. For my shit.
I need rollerblades now
Rollerblades pick up bitches
It was a "my chaser needed a chaser" kind of night
If you keep giving me that glorious dick ill bake you some cookies
I was floored. Like way less concerned with him using drugs than I am with him not believing in evolution.
He pulled out a Plan B pill and handed it to me as I left like it was a party favor. God Bless America.
Dear Douchebag, I would just like to formally issue this fuck you. You will be receiving a letter in the mail soon. With all of your stuff.
I'm not having sex with him if he doesn't believe in gay marriage and abortions.
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