just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
The tricky part is not getting sand in any orifices. Or is the plural orifi? Orifi don't, we'll both be unhappy...
You drew a self portrait of yourself on his wall with sharpie.
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
I feel like he knows I had a dream about him eating me out in the janitors closet at the holiday party. He's giving me THAT look.
Look, we all have our slutty phases. Mine is just forever.
you dragged me by my throat over to the shots. this is a new level of alcoholism..
She ditched her BF in the library to come see me wasted at a house party and i still ended up banging that rugby chick instead.
The cop told us he we helped him pass his monthly bong quota. He almost ran out of room on the hood of his car..
Just had empanadas for breakfast while watching Wall-e with my yesterday's one night stand mother AND grandmother.
My bad man. I was at a strip club, and apparently it's like a big deal to take your phone out in one of those places.
Panda onesie. Pizza. Netflix. Wrapped up like a burrito. Screw you guys and your cute relationships THIS IS WHAT INFINITE HAPPINESS TASTES LIKE
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
Sorry I've been a slutty nightmare this week
so.. please tell me you did not really sleep on the washing machine last night
guilty
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