i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
i've noticed that whenever i have to ask myself "would i be doing this if i was sober?" the answer is probably no.
how convenient is it that the kid i'm fucking lives right next to planned parenthood?
There is something about weddings and lines being done off my ass
he's been in the country 4 hours and we just did it in the closet. he called me "miss flirtatious in the cupboard." i'm in love.
do you remember the combo for the lock to my pants?
apparently i saved myself a memo last night titled "cake" and all it says is "i love it so much"
My vagina is not really on board with my "emotional issues"
Nope, sorry. Already took my bra off. All down hill from here. My next act will be crying, singing, and eating girl scout cookies in the shower. You can come watch the shit show though.
Oh my god. A memory of last night just came to me. One of our neighbors joked about Thomas having a big dick and I just kept shaking my head profusely.
I'm dying. The alcohol is viciously exiting my tiny body.
After getting rejected by him, I got a strangely pleasant dick pic from an unknown number with the caption: "I hope this gets you through the night ;)" It's like the Cock-Gods were shining down upon me.
I sexted him with a GIF from titanic and it worked....
Saw two pregnant women at court today and I SWEAR one of them said "we had a threesome with this random guy and he got both of us pregnant."
I just do things that aren't classy the classy way.
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