Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
im sitting at a bagel shop wearing a princess crown hungover and have a sweater that is not mine.
Taking the airport shuttle drunk should not happen this often in my life.
Just because he saw my boobs doesn't mean he knows me all of a sudden
did we decide the 'sorry about the threesome' cake was too flippant?
I held his ankles while he hung off the top bunk attempting to get my pillow that fell off.
Taking my infected piercing out in the parking lot of the food card place. This is one of those life defining moments that makes me sad.
Sometimes I envy you, when I'm not praying for your soul.
Withdrawals are gods way of saying "you're still my bitch"
You can't just take out your bong for hits in public places... That's what pipes are for. You've got to be stealthier.
No, it's okay because this is the city of trees.
YOU'VE ALREADY BEEN BUSTED MORE THAN ONCE. THAT'S NOT A VALID EXCUSE FOR BONG HITS IN COFFEE GARDEN
I am the fucking FIFTH wheel. How do you think it's going?
It was like sex on an active volcano surrounded by the night sky and bloodhounds. And by that I mean it was nice.
She was drunk at Red Robin. She asked for more fries and then shoved them in her purse while saying "Come on bitches, you're coming with me" to them.
Apparently last night I was doing back bends for the guy making my easy mac because clearly it wasn't easy enough for me.
Ahhh, beer. My second favorite breakfast drink.
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