forecast for tonight is alcohol, low standards and poor decisions.
I don't apprectiate you insinuating that my breasts have a sort of bremuda triangle effect
maybe you should start leaving anonymous bottles of booze on his doorstep with love notes attatched. that always gets me.
I'm graduating. Then you'll never see me again.
We better fuck soon then
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
My motherly instincts are overcoming my slutty ones
I don't care. I'll be that guy that eats cake in a car. Alone. With the doors locked.
At some point last night Lemondrops turned into me doing shots of vodka and eating sugar packets at the bar.
My sugar daddy is a bigger asshole than i am. What's wrong here?
When everyone ask you tomorrow go ahead and tell them I'm the girl that fell of safe ride and was all bloody.
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
It's Wednesday. And it's about that time to remind everyone that my priorities from last weekend have not changed moving forward into this weekend.
But I've also made plans to crash a black tie event wearing a storm trooper helmet. I think I've found the love of my life..
Just had a flashback of scottish man yellin' at my face. What the fuck I did?
So, I gotta figure when the nurses at the emergency room noticed my new hair cut it means I'm there too often, right?
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