At a sweet 16. cant remember what shirt im wearing byt dnt worry im not sleeping w/ the guy who serves the chicken nuggets again
I just need someone to hold me and tell me i dont turn boys gay
i was hoping the water fountain would somehow shoot out vodka this morning
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
We're like two naked peas in a sex pod.
I don't think anyone has ever said "boy I'm glad I took those shots of everclear" when they wake up
It's sad that my net worth at the moment is 4 beers
She was like the Rudy of blow jobs... SO much effort into it
i'm gonna fuck his crew, i'm gonna wax my asshole. i'm gonna make them all cry tears of sex joy then move to colorado.
struggle bus is officially taking me on a road trip to hell. If this is just the first destination, I'll jump out the fucking window.
So "I hate myself Mondays" has extended to Tuesday this week. I just had peanut butter and a glass of wine for lunch.
UPDATE: IM NOT A TEEN MOM LETS GO PARTY
I'm high. The text bubbles floating do no justice to the underwater experiences
I just used a gift card from my in-laws to buy their daughter a vibrator. What even are morals?
I'm not gonna swipe right, he has better hair than me. Just no.
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