that girl last night was a 15
wait she was 15?
no like black jack not sure if you should hit it
i saw a stretcher and literally ran around for 10 minutes telling people it wasnt for me
im sitting in the back of my pickup eating an artichoke. please come find me, im scared.
that was a mass text, wasnt it?
I'm finding that as the end of the quarter approaches, the list of things I refuse to do sober keeps getting longer.
I'm getting to the point of going up to a guy and saying "Hi I'm maggie and i can put my foot behind my head"... That desperate.
we walked around the neighborhood with caution tape tied around our foreheads, making indian noises. I might have disturbed a crime scene to make a native american headdress.
Apparently he took me home and I pulled up my senior pictures on fbook and made him guess what I was thinking during each different pose.
I wore home his HoHoHo boxers. I've never felt such a connection to an article of clothing.
No I did a yoga dvd and hit my ex up via email for some pot in exchange for his mail.
For a girl who cried from fear the last time she was asked out, this. Is. TERRIFYING!
I think my pickup truck has been used for the sex... This doesn't sit right with me.
I want you to know I am at work super hungover and I threw up in the mop sink. I feel like you will appreciate this
You're my fucking hero
wait you fucked a guy who wears k-swiss? seriously?
I know, im living my 7th grade dream
did you call me last night and say you were being kidnapped?
Fun fact: deep throating plus dehydration plus eating a lot of citrus = my throat is fucked. Metaphorically and physically.
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