I pretty much can't stop smiling when I talk to you. Even when you talk about disease and infectious diarrhea.
i need a new camera phone. my pictures from last night are as blurry as my memories. and neither tell me why i woke up in an airplane hangar.
He tried to make eye contact, he should know by now that freaks me out
Made it home ok. Only got hit by one car.
At the party. I feel like I just walked into a lifesize blunt.
That's the second time in a week someone has called me to talk drunk you into getting up off the floor. This needs to stop.
These shoes are way too nice for a walk of shame. Its how I keep myself in line.
Both his mom and his sister were hitting on me when I stopped by today. He isn't a real friend anyway, right?
He put crushed up bacon in the joint and now we're listening to the Matilda soundtrack I have no idea what's going on
New carpet is nice. I'm making carpet angels. Like a fresh snowfall.
THERE IS AN ENORMOUS FAT WOMAN EYEING MY FLIGHT'S GATE LIKE IT WOULD BE DELICIOUS TO EAT.
I bought us both waterproof cases so we can sext through FaceTime in the shower.
Next. Level. Shit.
Can I just keep holy water in the night stand next to the vibrator?
I'm pretty sure that cute cop drove me home. Especially since I found his card in my purse.
Shes the whorey leader of that wolf pack, and all the less whorey wolves report back to her. She teaches them the ways
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