i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
I just put anything in between my legs and hope for the best.
Hit a parked car with a "property of Jesus Christ" bumper sticker. Wrote out five hail mary's and left it on the windshield.
I know man...but i cant pass up a catholic school girl fantasy
Went biking. Saw homeless guy beating in the park. Thought of you <3
she screamed "my eye!" and it brought me a surge of bad memories. except she was yelling about a lemon.
All I can think about is getting a lawsuit and chocolate
Petting the cat and listening to "you've got a friend". This is why I smoke weed. To make sense of situations like this.
Apparently Bin Ladens last act of terrorism is cock blocking me....
He was president of his frat and had a clap on disco ball in his room... or course I slept with him
So nowhere in the dress code does it forbid me from showing up to City Hall in a gorilla suit to meet the mayor.
It's like God tapped him on the shoulder and said "You are now capable of giving world shattering, tear jerking head."
He said he looked out his window and I was sitting in the grass with blood everywhere talking to a dog.
Benefits of having to stay in jail for the weekend: learned how to make my own make up out of colored pencils. Also how to make use of toothpaste for hair products. Downfall was probably getting hit on by a murderer. Only me.
I told him you forbid me to sleep with him so he needs to accept that.
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