My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
i just bought ciggarettes using my court citation as id. I've reached an all time low.
Why are all the lights on in my house? Every single one. Someone should turn them off but I'm the only one here and I'm sure as hell not doin it.
she's sitting on the other side of the room at this party. with her smirnoff tucked in that little opening between her cleavage and shirt. drinking from a straw. snapping her fingers off beat.
it's love
mom just called and i was mid bong hit but i answered anyways coughing and sounding rough she the apologized for waking her little angel up. its 2PM
took out my tampon, fucked him, and put a new one back in all before he realized I was on my period. beat that one bitch.
If i come home from court on friday.. i'm definitely doing something illegal.
I'm walking down the street with a Starbucks in one hand and a flask in the other. People seem to have a staring problem
I sat down next to him and my bra just unhooked itself
He always takes me to get taco bell after we hook up in his car. It's sort of become a booty call tradition.
Why were my jeans in the freezer of the mini fridge, and how long have they been in there? On another note, I found my teacher's ID badge.
Clothes make me feel like a responsible adult and that's just not something I'm ready to handle.
I'm spring cleaning all of the fuck boys out of my life.
I'm watching Trainwreck with Jeff and realizing that I'm the John Cena in my relationship.
I have "if found please return to" written in sharpie on my arm, my uterus is rejecting everything, and I have hickies. I must actually be an 18 year old piece of shit girl instead of a responsible 23 year old
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