I can no longer count the number of girls I've banged on my fingers and toes. It's like being born again.
we were holding hands throwing up into the same garbage can; if thats not true love i dont know what is .
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
had to split buying plan b over two cards. I will no longer challenge people to get on my level
I blacked out after the shots of canned lobster bisque.
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.
That's the fall semester you first snorted drugs off my ass I think
Yes dating, but it seems easier to just live in a perpetual state of Netflix, internet porn, and cheese.
Got 2 free lines of blow from some random guys on the side of 13th street.....how's your Sunday going?
Just fantasized about my boss's fingers in a meeting. I desperately need to get some.
I finally got my restraining order in the mail. Was that supposed to upset me? I'm just over here like "TELLEM BOY BYE!-\nlegally..."
Maybe? I'm not shaving my pubes for a maybe type of night.
I'm sitting here with a band aid on my labia, this is a first
Can we climb Your roof?
No bitch its 2am go home.
Just had an emotional break through with the dog. That high.
Randomize
