in the event that i am dead, my body is laying in the intersection of ... the pearl in springfield. it was my friend's 21st but i think i'm dead. wearing a black top. like i said, probably dead.
i would totally change schools right now just to be that new girl everyone wants
girl next to me is signing up for tough love. definitely getting laid.
I hate that the only Italian aspect of me is I get red and sweaty when I drink
I couldn't walk, so he carried me all the way home; and then I told him that I wasn't drunk enough to fuck him. Poor kid.
stumble upon led me to how to make wine in prison, followed by wedding dresses. it knows my life too well
having someone tell me to "prepare my vagina" is not really something I want to hear..
We got the possum out of our house. We built a maze with our empty kegs and chased it with brooms.
Yes but that point is quickly negated bc u should never have to search more than one room to find your underwear.
He doesn't care. He wouldn't care if my vag grew arms and smacked him in the face.
I think my body is a cloud. This mixture of things is heavenly. Dare was wrong, drugs are awesome.
I keep shaking cocoa puffs out of my hair. Best Sunday Funday ever.
Dude, we got to the strip club as they were closing, and you starting crying because, and I quote, "This is the closest to birthday sex I'm gonna get."
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
I know right. I don't even want to have sex today. I did anyway but that's besides the point.
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