I'm sorry, but you without makeup is like christmas without presents.
Just washed my feet between classes in the bathroom...Four girls totally judged me...
Turned the water balloon filler into a jungle juice fire extinguisher. Please call me tomorrow afternoon and make sure that i'm still alive.
you are getting stockholm syndrome from your pubes
Just found puke on my backpack while sitting in class. It's like this weekend won't leave me alone.
You're my spirit guide. This has to do with oatmeal cream pies.
I woke up with like grass burns all over my body, i'm pretty sure i made out with someone under a bus. . . but i'm not sure
Repeat the weekend mantra. "I like boys with teeth, I need boys with teeth, I deserve boys with teeth, I will have boys with teeth".
Getting arrested together sounded so much more fun in theory.
You're doing that 'overestimating how much I care' thing again.
This is the second time in a week I've woken up with your bra in my bed and I've had to sit and think about how it happened.
Go forth my little lesbian, get your gayme on
He started a convo with me by saying that we went to high school together and then recommended I try meth.
You walked around in your costume going up to every guy saying "I'm a squirrel, give me your nuts"
So I realize somewhere between mildly irritated and outright belligerently pissed is where you are, but as to location, where are you?
Randomize