when you close your eyes do you see, that mystical creature will be me.
who is this?
just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
So yesterday I was on craigslist and I saw a listing for a sofa-cum-bed. I knew what they meant...
she doesn't hate you. She just thinks you need a personality adjustment, speech therapy and weight watchers.
I'm not sure which is worse. The fact that I slept with him last night, or the fact that you did too.
she played "i just wanna get married" by jagged edge while we were having sex. why cant i avoid stage 5 clingers
at roughly 3:30am you called me saying you were gonna start a big game of strip twister in politics class and i was your partner.
the caf people were giving us weird looks and she yelled ITS A LIFE STYLE
The polaroid of me taking a test-tube of Jegar out of the gay guys mouth pretty much explains my trip to Spain.
It started out just like any other night: was watching a Zach Effron movie, drinking tequila out of a water bottle. I don't understand how this got out of hand.
I can measure my amount of vomit in solo cups.
I guess that's what I get for clicking on a link that says clown penis.
fuck off. It's 10am and I'm drink gin and ginger ale through a twizzler straw. My life is marvellous
I just found my phone after looking for it since yesterday afternoon it was in the fridge.
Call me a snob but I'm not banging chicks with more fingers than teeth.
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