addddeeerrraaaallll.
ok i'm not sure if that was a success statement or a cry for help.
I called Tyra Banks a whore to her face. A sure sign I should go home. Instead I went to the gay bar.
woke up to moans and hushed"we can't do this with him in here." hope they had a good time
I'm starting therapy this week.. Taylor Swift music isn't cutting it for me anymore
How long is a courtesy make out supposed to last??
she demanded that I make her breakfast too so im in the bathroom cooking bacon with her straightener
My sister hid me from my parents, brought me a bloody mary, and told my girlfriend I was out with my dad. For 13, I got to say she's working out pretty good.
It sucks laughing and vomiting at the same time, trust me. I kind of remember
Can we just cry and dive into a couch-sized bag of sadness-chips, dip them in a la-z-boy sized jar of depression salsa while watching a show called 'Forget Your Hopes and Dreams, Just Kill Yourself'?
Oh I see how it is...you can snap chat the world your balls but I wear dinosaur feetie pajamas and I'm the "weird one"
And the prospective student I was showing around had to take care of me.
Facebook is for cat videos and having better lives than people from high school, period.
I'm SO high. And there is so much pudding in this car
Sometimes being bisexual is a curse. Turns out I banged both of her older twin brothers last summer.
I'm on a walk of shame carrying YOUR pants. You owe me.
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