my entire walk over here no one looked in my eyes. Period Boobs are BAACKKK.
It was either a cute kinda butch tomgirl or a really fem guy. Either way, I made out with it. Bisexuality, my best friend.
beyond obliterated. i recall legitimately trying to use a ballpoint pen as eyeliner.
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
I'm trying not to drink. I may fall down if I move. This is bad. I had everclear before the bar. Oh no. Oh no. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
I usually just read books and meditate to an aquatic soundtrack of sea walrus's mating. But ill choose coors light instead
Hello. You don't know me, but word on the street is that we are now eskimo sisters. I feel like we should go out for coffee and compare experiences.
If there was a bread and water delivery truck id make sweet hungover love with it.
I just found my lube on the ground next to my bed. I would pay money to find out what the fuck happened that night.
Not saying I'm a lesbian. Just saying that every time she walks by I wanna scissor her
Besides, I'm booked tomorrow. I'm planning on drinking heavily and crying in the bath.
When I got home he was in his underpants on the couch, eating pop tarts and crying while watching Voltron.
Rain drop, shock top, drinking can't stop stop
if people come over to pregame will you hide my Oreos?
He just sent me a picture of multiple chickens eating in his kitchen... should I be worried
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