I drove you home. there is no excuse for wrecking your car 3 hours later.
My family just suggested tequila shots. I had Vietnam style flashbacks.
I just added 'steal mom's xanax' to my to do list for when I go home for Easter.
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
Wore last nights jeans to Christmas Dinner with the fam, found a half gram of blow, while they're praying ill be railing.
I'm pretty sure it all started going downhill last night when they suggested I see how much sambuca I could fit in my mouth
This girl caught me staring at the cat but stroking the computer because it was closer, which is why I hate blunts.
He had bigger boobs than me last night and we both weren't wearing a bra so it was a fair judgement
Because Kyle had a tattoo kit at his house and I wanted one and all he could draw was a mustache or a stickman on fire
I feel like I deserve an award for facing my fear of penises in my face.
it is shots o' clock and I am never late
your life is going to be an empowering working mom montage tomorrow to Katy P's ROAR... --are you living in a yoplaít comercial?
I refuse to be socially acceptable any longer than what is needed to pick up chinese food.
Had a dream I was doing scat with Caroline. I need to lay off the cheese at night
I get so sad when I watch him slowly destroy his life with whiskey and cocaine. Then he bites my neck and I just want to fuck him. I can't help it.
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