her voice is like 435,765 daggers being simultaneously twisted into my eardrum
i'd rather just be hit by a car than answer her phone calls
Apparently he doesn't remember leaving the bar
If I spent $100 at the bar and didn't get laid I wouldn't want to remember anything either
so last night after we hooked up i got my period and woke up this morning with a blood stain on his bed and not only was it huge but i had put my jeans back on before bed so i took the walk of shame with period stained pants
I'm more concerned as to why he has a playlist entitled Dem Club Beats.
today was the first day of rush. talking to girls all day makes me sick of having a uterus.
It's not weird mascara. I just have puke crusted on my eyelashes.
I just witnessed Grandma making her infamous daiquiris. Extraordinary.
He likes Jesus. Game over.
Oooh wait, he just told me he was high.
I don't care how sexy you think I look in my scrubs. Wanting a blow job is not a medical emergency.
The feeling I get when I hear beer bottles clinking must be what children feel when they hear sleigh bells on Christmas Eve
I walked around with red solo cups on my feet, weeds tied around my neck and a tree in my hand
My dad just said "fuck circus"
Dude I puked in a snow bank and then fell face first into it
Being a fine ass woman in a world full of fuckboys is the realest struggle I've ever known.
My parents are now taking hits off a joint. Thank you.
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