I don't really want to write this paper. It's the last one of the semester - I need to savor the feeling of procrastination.
I'm drunk in class and I'm pretty sure the bible freak behind me is saying a prayer for me
Come downstairs. Moms serving wine for breakfast again.
i leave for school in 3 days. if you want your annual goodbye blow job you should probably call me
in hindsight, the duct tape banana hammock was a bad idea.
He just sent me a picture of me icing a cake with a butcher knife topless.
He was dressed in a pink dressing gown feeding people ketamine from a plastic sword he called Excalibur. how was your Monday?
I have pictures of you taking tequila shots off the front of the police car when the cop wasn't looking.
It's just my hair. It brings natural happiness. Like goldfish, big boobs, and milkshakes.
I knocked myself out momentarily last night when I fell and hit my head off of my jewelry box while trying to take his pants off... while he was passed out.
I am not going to ask my mother to pause a movie so I can have phone sex.
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
So I'm at home coloring while smoking a joint. It can only go down hill from here.
you gave me money for the cab and then walked home..
Fuck I think I want to but I don't think I should. Caught between should and wanting.
just follow your vagina
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