We'll cross that bridge when we come to it... Or burn it. Either way we'll deal with it later
every single one of us blacked out. we woke up the next morning and it was like the night never happened. IT'S STILL A MYSTERY
Yeah that's one way to look at it on the other hand MY FUCKING BED CAUGHT ON FUCKING FIRE
Im tired as fuck but i cant leave him here like this i gave him the acid and i feel the responsibillity to put his mind back together its fun im an architect about to about to construct a whole new belief and moral system inside this soul. Talk about the best psychothearpy
I text him "Dude. Tryna get fucked here. I only have half the parts. I need your help" I'm sure my mom would be super proud of the woman I have become.
Some girl came up to us crying that she lost her phone and you said "if it's meant to be, let it be"
There. Isnt. A. Single. Person. Who. Is. Not. High. At. Church.
Like I owe him sex. Hell fucking no. I owe myself sex. With a celebrity. Or a clean pornstar. Who knows.
You ran out of his house yelling "I got the goods!" Then you pulled toilet paper rolls out from under your shirt.
There's nothing more rewarding than telling you that I fucked your dad
I invited him to my hotel room via snapchat. I'm one hell of a classy bitch
I was all, oh. I've had tattoos and broken a limb. Waxing my lady parts will be a cake walk. I was wrong.
we were all too drunk to realize that the cat wasnt yours
You tried to fight someone about spaghetti o’s?
That hungover.
Do you know who these girls are? They're baking a cake, making chicken enchiladas, and bringing me beer everytime I finish one.
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