So we made editble underwear with fruit roll ups and fruit by the foot
Puking blue powerade in mcdonalds parking lot to the applause of the guy taking out the trash with man in the mirror blasting in the background. Good morning stl
i wish exes would disappear into a world where we never have to deal with them again, and they can just create drama for each other. Then if they wanted to talk to us, they would have to apply to get a "visa" to come back to our world.
so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
Too late, the blunt's already in my cleavage
I just woke up with a bunch of French fries in my hand and a chocolate shake balancing on my pillow. Lovely.
a kid who worked there came up to me and let me know you were sitting in the bathroom sink. he said it was fine, so i just kept checking on you.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
It smells like someone died in our apartment and ya'll used some random orifice of his body to smoke weed out of. Side note, how did we get a guitar?
he's like a horny 3rd grader on cocaine. he needs a leash
I guess the wine stains on your shirt and the $2 vodka tonics you're sweating out just scream, "Welcome to DC, please ask me for directions."
Whatever. I'll take my new fine ass dick sucking nails elsewhere.
Just took acid. Wish me luck.
I worked out twice today and you're dropping acid. My life sucks.
I don't intentionally mean to ruin relationships for personal gain but. Yeah nah I totally do.
Pretty sure keeping my vibrator in the same drawer with the weed makes it work better. I fall asleep almost immedi
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