when I'm not with you everything just looks like crayon scribble
no weekend plans? you're practically married
just without the last name or joint bank account
i'd advise against both
He made a note in his iPhone tonight so that he would remember that I rejected him.
My scrabble letters just formed failure. Thanks God.
I pretty much just threw a bunch of clothes and my vodka in a bag..idk where I'm gonna end up tonight but I'm prepared.
oh god...if the people that live above me killed themselves again then im gonna assume im the worst neighbor ever
Ive yelled into your vagina. There are few lines we haven't crossed at this point.
I needed to do something spontaneous, and since no one had coke this was the next best thing.
Oh my fucking god you idiot bitch just get here forget about the vodka the fucking cops are looking for you
"Clean/organize my room day" turned into "Blast my old Jock Jams cds while getting high as fuck with a strobe light day"
Literally had to stick my hands in my pants and hold my butt cheeks together while driving
Seriously I'm dying. All my insides are fighting their way out of me. With light sabers and machetes.
Fucking adderall I just talked at the security guard for 90 minutes
I'm not winning any crowns in the Miss Emotionally Stable pageant either...
THERES A FUCKBOY IN MY PERSONAL SPACE
GET IT AWAY FROM ME IM ALLERGIC
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