I may or may not have started my period at the bar. Good thing I have dark jeans on.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
Im celebrating the fact that the one guy who has ever denied me has just come out of the closet
please visit steve this weekend, he is getting mature and responsible and shit which scares me.
I guess he was telling a totally normal story about being a lifeguard and I wouldn't stop screaming "THAT'S LUDICROUS" at random intervals.
well, the drug dealer I've been fucking the past 5 months gave me a chilis gift card for Christmas, so things are looking up.
Watching him and my sister argue over a rum and coke about who's going to chop the coffee table in half with a hatchet...
Please just fuck her. She's new to LA and doesn't know anyone nice.
You left wolverine marks
I'm somewhere between sorry and proud
i woke up with fake boobs glued on my chest and a large black dildo on my hand. then i had to dress myself and walk home. people saw.
If fixing it is ignoring it, and getting naked. Then yes we fixed it.
I'm currently on a bowling date with my girlfriend and her boyfriend. It's pretty fun.
Was the picture of her twerking on a fake plant sufficient?
Someone just needs to roll me into a blanket burrito and feed me drugs
when you come over can you bring tequila and my birth control? Thanks girl!
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