It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
i just assumed he broke up with her because she wasn't a freshman anymore
Sharpest. Poop. Ever.
we are learning about oedipus in english. fuck you for making this awkward for me
Smoking bowl and applying to community college. I now know how I got here.
he offered to walk down from the bar this morning to my house and bring me a guinness...
how romantic. its the irish mans version of flowers
Just had a thought: were the sirens on when we were in the ambulance?
It's my vagina- remember its magical and yes I just did mini spirit fingers
God he's so convenient, drugs, an parties all in one person. He's like the Walmart of delinquency.
Let me begin to explain the rest of last night by beginning with saying that out if necessity I took a pair of your underwear
I'M WORRY THAT MY VAGINA WILL NEVER KNOW THE TOUCH OF A MAN AND YOU ARE MAKING A MIXTAPE
She's high and running across rooftops. Yes we're going to end up in A&E again.
Up until today, I never would have thought I'd have to tell someone not to color on the cat
Ive realized that in order for me to understand math, my professor has to be hot.
He woke me with blue berry pancakes and a blow job. He's a keeper.
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