her voice is like 435,765 daggers being simultaneously twisted into my eardrum
i'd rather just be hit by a car than answer her phone calls
I want to take things slow emotionally, but fast physically
I just put anything in between my legs and hope for the best.
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
Yes, I am about to pass out on my beanbag with a mason jar of wine. Welcome to the south freshmen.
I just called him "young grasshopper" in a conversation. THIS is why I don't get numbers when I'm sober
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
Everyone loves nachos, first of all. Second, Ke$ha is entirely appropriate for the age grou too young to realize she probably has Hep C.
come over. We can flirt with the criteria for substance abuse and talk about our daddy issues
idk man, I was fucked up and eating fried rice at the grocery store, tried to wave at her but she just looked concerned at me.
All I know is I was bleeding, she was bleeding, we stole someone's Lucky Charms, and then I made you guys order a pizza
See, this is why we give you shit. Ashley gets her car cleaned out, I get multiple enchiladas made, and you get cum in your eye.
My disapointment is making my balls hurt :(
No, I'm not a heathen. You two are the heathens, I'm the whore.
Woke up with a $100 bill from the Philippines in my bra & an unopened box of sour patch kids next to me. I have some questions.
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