I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
theyre just this beautiful family of functioning alcoholics. i want them to adopt me.
whenever music plays i find myself always doing kegels to the beat. its like the new foot-tapping
On the bright side, at least we arent the generation raised by fucked up teen moms.
when we got back we had sex. but it wasnt til the morning that i figured out her leg was broken
Well obviously when I get drunk my intelligence level surpasses yours and that's why you can't understand me.
We need to drink more. Just think how awesome it would be to wake up in a trailer and NOT remember how wee got here.
And I was like "take off the damn flower crown, we're about to have sex not post an indie picture on tumblr"
why not an indie porn pic then
I found the guy I hooked up with last night on Wikipedia, at least now I know how old he is.
I think you are severely overestimating being able to get your lingerie back by posting the lyrics of Irreplaceable
And you will die and be carried in a backpack before I allow you not to comply in this tomfoolery.
My liver has officially said "fuck this shit" and escaped from my body.
I am beginning to doubt your commitment to my making poor choices tonight
I aimed for bossy but it came out slutty
I woke up alone, naked in her bed staring at a lifesize poster of edward cullen,actually I'm lying I did have socks on
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