Can i not drive my cunt home
i'm not a human right now. not even a dancer.
he called me "his little blueberry cunt muffin"...how would that make you feel?
She can't drink and she can't smoke weed. She might as well be dead to me.
I think forcing your little sister to drink with you on a Wednesday when she has school the next day is the low point of alcoholism.
I always know the weekend is over when the real license comes out and the fake goes back into the hiding spot.
There was a guy on the elevator dressed as santa in flip-flops giving away beer.
From scraping the remnants from a coke bag at a lingerie party to meeting with an 80 year old man to discuss civil rights all in under 12 hours bizarrely feels like the epitome of my life
The last text I sent him was about nachos. Frankly, if he can't respond positively to that he can fuck off...
Well we went from the roof to the stairwell to an air mattres. One day were going to fuck in a bed
I just found a To Do list on the table, written by me last night, that just says "1. Go downstairs. 2. Get Pickles. 3. Laptop"
They were out of soap so you started calling yourself a dirty bitch
I'm good. But Nutella doesn't taste as good as it used to.
Dude I pissed in her little brother's closet and when I tried to flush the doorknob her parents came out and saw me standing there naked, no more ambien for me
i out mim tonsoeep
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