chipotle is closed for thanksgiving... I am officially thankful for NOTHING.
Shit sorry. Maybe I wont give you this sweet ass fanny pack I found in my parents attic
How was your weekend?
The sex was so good. It hurts to exist.
I am so hung over a medically induced coma is beginning to sound appealing.
I have vodka soaked strawberries. My latest tarot card reading hinted at a lesbian/bisexual coming out. I doubt I survive the night.
red lips, whiskey sips, shaking hips, nipple slips. my life as a rap song.
I think my vagina has grown over, not unlike earring holes when not used in a long amount of time.
I let him do a line off my nipple in exchange for his prescription pain pills. I feel like 3/4 Vegas stripper, 1/4 underbelly of society.
If you say no to drinking on a Monday then I'm going to take you to the hospital for a MRI
It was his birthday and he drunkenly offered me Portillo's and diamonds in exchange for a snap chat of my boobs. Even sober it seemed like a good idea at 3 in the morning.
walk of shame. I'm wearing my rain jacket over my dragon costume. My tail keeps dragging in the rain.
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
Good. Go forth, young stallion. Destroy the vaginal region with your tidy crotch.
Good!!! I'm so proud of you for not snorting alcohol. Big girl steps.
guess who smoked weed with their grandpa tonight. and no it wasn't me.
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