you could play connect the dots with the people ive fucked in this room
My scrabble letters just formed failure. Thanks God.
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
Just ate applesauce I laced with percocets for dinner. I'm pretty sure my grandmother does the same thing.
I don't remember anything other than how good it felt when I peed my pants.
A very small part of me wants you to appreciate me for more than just my breasts. But the rest of me is breasts.
Couldn't see or hear that well because she hit me on the back of the head with a bat. That is my excuse. Also the gin.
thanks for paying me in special brownies...but brownies dont pay the rent...anymore.
Its not that I'm getting free haircuts... Its just that she is paying for sex with haircuts...
I'm in Starbucks carrying the boxes wine and the hubcap. So many judging looks.
Nothing like an alcohol-fueled, 6-hour-long hunt for weed--complete with occasional breaks for sex.
I'm eating cake, naked, in bed. I am GREAT at being single.
You passed out in your dogs bed and you only willingly woke up because I told there was a bottle of vodka and a snickers bar waiting for you upstairs
i woke up inside a girl that i promised i would take on a date to Chili's
Sexting my TA in lecture = awesome
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