he keeps his weed in a birkenstock shoe box. its like, we get it, youre from oregon.
just skyped with my friend to listen in on the people talking shit about me in the library. creepy or strategic?
Like that girl needs to get her shit together. For her vagina's sake.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
What would you do if you came home and i was in nothing but the table cloth?
So we just left her at the hospital. She is not ruining my Monday night
And I can feel feelings now and they hurt
I threw up in a Buffalo Wild Wings and then got a high-five. I really don't understand America
Brandon just showed up at my place with a florida state cheerleader he met in vegas durin spring break. His life is a fucking movie
From now on, you must never doubt my ability to go from drunken rambling lovesick girl to Stepford wife within the course of a few hours.
He thought he was ordering for the whole party so when he came back with thirty burritos and four of us were left, he wasn't happy
You just gave me the title for the series of our lives. Haha. Chapter 12: the cocaine on the back of the hairbrush
His crazy is a thing to be cherished
I literally wonder, frequently, "Will anyone ever fuck me until i go cross eyed for 2 hours again?''
If u could sum last night up in one word?
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