I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
I didn't shave. On purpose
my facebook friend requests are always from girls of boyfriends i have fucked, facebook is the worst reminder of shame
i am so afraid to go to the bathroom. i am afraid i am going to fall asleep on the toillet.
Special does not even begin to describe that text.
New moon trailer came on. Theater booed. I love these people.
I just made a steamroller out of a christmas ornament. I feel so festive.
He told me he felt like he shoud say thank you and as a prize i could keep anything from his room that i wanted.
Potato salad is not cupcake ingredient
What happened to my face?
You kneed yourself in the eye during the Harlem Shake.
It was impressive.
Meanwhile I'm working a fucking flute workshop and I'm one high c away from shoving a flute up the asshole of the next passerby
Wet should excavate the hamsters out of the front yard n give them a proper burial.
When you leave ur sleepover boy on ur front porch waiting for a cab bc work
im about to bake her parents a "thank you for making such beautiful babies, ive had sex with all 5 of them" cake
My vagina just clenched in fear
I'm not sure of this happened or if it was just a dream... But I vividly remember you walking down the street naked?
No actually I had socks on...
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