I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
i love marijuana more then i could love a human baby.
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
i googled "the goonies drinking game." i may be alone, but i'm living the college dream.
Walked into the bar with my burrito and ordered a round of shots for everyone. Not sure if I want to look at the credit card statement.
i'm having taco bell mild sauce and tums for breakfast because i'm hungover and thats all i can find. it's like thanksgiving up in here
Doing the walk of shame and bringing my dad a newspaper en route. Favourite daughter status confirmed.
Can't tonight. I'm supposed to get drugs for some college kids. Just doin my part in helping to enlight america's future
But I'm a half a mile from my bed. And I have the hiccups. I hate hiccups.
Or maybe I'll just keep introducing myself like, hello, they call me iane because I need the D. Applications are submitted online, women need not apply.
We were on a plane, I couldn't just grab his dick
I love you but I don't want to see you naked.
Also my face is like def lowkey made of silly putty
She shaved her vagina in my bed. Good night
I'm covered in jizz and the toll booth lady knew it
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