What a fucking waste of an outfit
oh man you're gonna hate me when you log onto facebook. remember i love you
I just creeped all your pictures on Facebook -- it was like I watched you grow up right before my eyes.
its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
Following a car with a GPS. We don't know where he's going, but he probably has a better idea of where we're going than we do. Also, very high.
we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
He just did blow off my nipples. He's not serious about his girlfriend.
I vaguely remember taking a shit behind the shed before I started puking over the fence. No more Xanax.
I got 87 likes on my changed relationship status. It's official. I'm way more fucking awesome single.
They're mostly guys
Early bird gets the worm.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
My life is a clusterfuck of men and disorderly priorities right meow.
AHHHHHHHHH. I LEFT A GLASS NEXT TO ME WHEN I FELL ASLEEP I'M SO SURE IT WAS WATER BUT NOW IT'S VODKA JESUS MADE A STOP
IS NO AN EMOTION BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW
i sent him a picture of his friend's dick and told him he should really stop thinking he's my only option.
I just texted him from the other room to come have sex with me-stress relieved
You are such a millennial
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