i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
totally just realized while washing my face that Cetaphil looks like semen.
You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
I fukin lobve the states. Girls here let me fuck them because they like my accent. I may not go back
is it sad that I can recall my outfits by who took them off?
and this is why we should make december sharting awareness month.
casual night just sitting in the kitchen at 2 am eating stale chips and hot sauce while my friends younger sister is cleaning all the blood off my body
my mom called me mid shot and i accidentally answered and kept calling her my own name. somehow i thought that would help the situation.
Woke up, moved an empty handle of fireball to spit blood, then put the morning cigarette out in it.
Watching boy meets world, drinking left over pink panty droppers and coloring in a my little pony coloring book. This is my Monday night
I'm gonna be the best dressed mother fucker to ever get kicked out of that damn bar.
Did I try to sell your body for chicken tenders last night?
I think I just shit out all my problems.
the police dropped me off. that's how my night went.
I really need to get to the point where I can poop at his house. I’ve taken three shits on the way home already.
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