I'm not a real person
I'm sorry, everyone knows that
Halloween 2010: the NuvaRing girls. You're Thursday. We'll walk into the party chanting "Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Everydaaay".
After that we used the in-room hotel coffee pot to warm up some queso. it was brilliant
eww mummy girl is here...
what the fuckk. i just want to hold her down, wax her eyebrows, and give her some morals.
Basically, what i'm trying to say is, if you don't have something, excuse or gift, to satisfy my anger i am going to look you in the eye and piss on the floor.
Swear to god our friendship has its limits. Stop peeing on the fucking refrigerator.
I should rephrase... I'm trying to not sit on other peoples faces besides my boyfriends.
It's cuz all she eats is salt lick, human souls, and fast food
Metaphysical thesis on the illusion of self+ 2 day adderal binge = the walls of reality are crumbling
Dude. I've been high for so many hours now that I'm just accepting this as my new reality.
We're doing a team debriefing of Saturday night in group text right now. As 75% of the female presence at that party we saw some shit.
I get off at 11. but they've been letting me go early cuz I've been crying a lot
Do you know how fucking great a bath bomb is when you're high?
Tell him you want to lick his face. Didn't work for me but might turn out better for you idk
I woke up and there is a small Irish man playing call of duty in my room. Discuss.
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