people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
guy from last night has fluorescent crocs in his closet. judging by the rest of his clothes he doesn't wear them in an ironic way
his penis is PERFECT
I want to put it in a shoebox and place cottonbls around it to protect it from any harm
or knit it little hat
chlamydia ends and my period begins. this isnt real life
It's official. 2011 is the year of sport fucking
I petted my head, told my hair it felt beautiful and needed to be let free. Then pulled out my pony tail. Cheers to weed. I lose.
Well I could just do a roadtrip and hit them all. Slut tour 2012.
i would rather have had this happen at a time when i wasnt tripping out on shrooms
I'm more of a 'talk at me while I stare at you' kinda girl.
just once i'd like to actually BE there for your crazy drunk stories instead of just getting the play-by-play by people who can't remember half of it
Your vagina needs to teach my vagina its ways.
You could cut the tension with my nipples.
If I had any lingering questions about my sexuality, the strip club tonight verified I'm 100% gay
I felt like a slutty ass cruella devil driving your old car, And I got in a fight with your wipers
I'd like to thank Vicodin for getting me through family thanksgiving once again.
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