I'm getting the same feeling waiting for the web-page to load that has my final grades that I get when I take a pregnancy test. I think I'm gonna leave my computer for 3 minutes.
I already brushed my teeth, and it's not even noon yet. Today's going to be a productive day.
you said you couldnt let go of the fence because your hand was molding to it.
my life has come down to walking through campus and wondering if every guy is the random i made out with saturday
Easy Mac is falling out of my sweatshirt as I'm walking down the street.
If he's dead I'm so gonna get the blame. I have his passport, keys and his tooth in my purse.
after the shots you kept on yelling "this is for the dreamers"
I have this terrible fear I might accidentally text a pic of my dick to my grandma
I completely forgot about the posting of partying pics shortly after adding my gma my dad was like grandma says your all over fb but she doesn't know how to use it. Of course I'm all over her fb. She's got 6 friends I am her newsfeed
your life is not complete until you watch a gaggle of murderous clowns dance to gangnam style.
also, what is the correct term for a shit ton of clowns?
So how'd the job interview go?
well turns out the guy interviewing me was a regular at the strip club where i used to work. Talk about awkward
If I got paid for every bad decision I've made I would be one rich bitch by now
What'd I miss?
Erotic hypnosis and studded dog collars.
There is eyeliner on my toilet. Vodka and I have a love hate relationship.
Our sex from this weekend should be engraved into a plaque or commemorated somehow. It was fucking amazing.
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