There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
im at a party in sweatpants, slippers, and a basketball jersey from the eighth grade, 10 bucks says im still getting laid
how do you tell someone you stalk them in a non-creepy way
you don't.
I don't really want to have sex with him, I'd just want him in a threesome. Does that make sense?
I woke up with a bloody knee, 6 burn marks on my thigh and glitter nails If anyone asks I'm going to say You came into town
I need Mexican food. Like, I'd take it through a needle at this point. It's totally worth the track marks.
Yeah I ended up covered in the mud by the end, in a lady bug golf cart that was blasting jazz music with a dead phone
I can't tell if I'm still on the hangover from last night, or if I'm experiencing the one from tomorrow, because it was so powerful that it actually traveled back through time...
And then I discovered that while drunk last night I called the NAACP and left an angry voicemail demanding they fix the racism at my school
Her mom came in and passed out drunk on the floor next to us while she was riding me, "it's all good, she does this all the time" is what she said
I've never had sex that lasts this long though. It's ridiculous. I feel like I need a Gatorade and a sweatband and a sub.
11:30 you texted me saying he was on his way. 11:37 you said, "Oh my God that was terrible."
His exact words: "I don't have anything you can't treat with antibiotics."
He makes bad life choices and drives a wagon, how is that not my type?
whered you go
woke up in a ditch, shat infront of a little league game, slept in her stairway...i need to come here more often
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