# days @ Coachella: 1 people i showed how to break it down: 279
I just got a bj @ my old preschool...my childhood memories r all ruined
while 90% of the female population goes to worship a fictional character tonight at midnight, I will be taking advantage of having the bars ALL TO MYSELF.
he made a bald eagle out of coke lines
hung over. covered in somebodies makeup. and ready to drink.
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
Yeah, clearly. And then we can float around my room on Christmas themed inner tubes. And drink, I guess.
Her name means "flower that enlarges and gives birth." There is no way she isn't getting knocked up
Slept with my first Irish dude before I even got off the plane. Dublin has no idea what I have in store for it.
This Halloween will be different. I'm just here to get shitfaced, not troll around looking for slutty nun pussy.
I just baby talked my cat. While getting ready for bed... Before 10 on a Friday. I'm officially a cat lady.
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
The night they met I slept with both of them. Of course I'm best man.
I'm smoking and watching the Muppets Treasure Island. Where are you?
Something about that statement reminds me just how much of a role model you are, sis.
I'm hiding in my office refusing to turn the light on holding puke down stealing and shoveling down the meeting snacks and regretting my poor life choices. goldfish crackers are like crack to me right now. how is your day?
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