i just bought ciggarettes using my court citation as id. I've reached an all time low.
So I got a little fucked up on the punch, and made out with the family friend. Which is apparently morally reprehensible. I don't get that.
It smells like wine and fried chicken. Im confused and intrigued.
currently hungover, lying in bed and cutting cheese with my drivers license. ashamed? not even a little bit.
you don't seem to understand just how much pasta i spilled on my bed last night.
remember the used condom we threw behind my bed? my mom found it and is accusing me and making a big deal out of it,
Haha! You pissed me off, so I actually told her to go look behind your bed. Good thing I moved to Nevada, so your dad can't kick my ass. Good luck bitch.
You may see me wearing your shirt to class. It's because I still have the spins and I'm anticipating throwing up on it. Asshole.
You're like the Mr. T of my A-team, only less gold jewelry and more pitying of fools.
That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me all day.
I went through his pics. Will you go with me to get tested?
Was your wine and cheese snap taken from the toilet?
All I've done for this 11 hour car ride is kegel and listen to our sex playlist so your dick better be good and ready
I had tater tots and weed with a stripper at 4am who compared the size of my boob to her head because fuck you my life rocks
if i hadn't ended our catfight by hugging you one of us might be dead right now
I would just like to say that I was the one who said that we should find scissors, when they were cutting your hair with a kitchen knife. I am responsible.
I still feel bad for it, even though I technically only videotaped it and helped will to distract the questioning neighbor
party at the soccer house. crumbs in my sexy panties. can't. put. pieces. together.
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