He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
I'm in the laundromat a drunk armenian guy keeps trying to help me fold my laundry. Ah i'm going to miss queens.
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
sex in a ball pit. and I thought ghandi did great things.
He kissed my cheek and I could smell it the whole way home like shit
apparently the bartender would rather give me free shots than tell me that my whole nipple piercing was hanging out
3 a.m. laundry plus 100 proof peppermint schnapps does not turn out well. Not only is there a puddle of detergent outside the laundry room that I spilled, but my clothes were found in the dryer wit a box of Franzia and a 40. Good thing I was too drunk to turn it on.
what kind of roommate is she really? she wouldn't even hold my hair back.
I'm going to do lines of vitamin c I cannot be sick for halloween
I just put bacon on a thin mint and enjoyed the shit out of it. I better not be fucking pregnant.
Of all the things that can be stripped of me i'll be damned if it's my vanity
Are you alive?
I woke up under the pier.
He pulled over in the Compass Bank parking lot so I could dry-heave, but I decided I couldn't vomit there because "I bank here."
Your aunt just offered to blow me for a ride home....how did you end up such a prude?
Not even a manhunt keeps my brother and his friends from the bars
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