I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
I feel uncomfortable when she gargles my jizz.
Apparently I called 911 everytime Sean Kingston told me to
You'll be proud of me
Who did you not have sex with
Damn it...you know me too well
It's gotten to the point where even copying off yahoo answers is still way too much work.
I dig being used for consequence free sex. Not consequenceful sex.
Do you know how awkward it is to call the bar from last night and ask if they found my leggings?
I just tried to sell my homemade "lightning bolt stencil for pubes" on Etsy.
98% is good enough for me. Kinda like birth control. Worth the risk
I wanna get freshman fucked up and do shady things on the last Friday of my youth.
It's raining beautiful colors and I don't know what the fuck is going on
Why on earth is he slamming his body into the wall again?
Feel like I died but someone put me In a human microwave and I got back to life.
do you think eating a burger while having sex counts as multitasking skills?
I woke up naked and alone this morning. What a life
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