I'm at some bar in brklyn... just made out with a guy named Owen.
He is a pre-school teacher... just sang me a song about weather.
Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
Srsly this has gone to far. Just broke my nose on the toilet. College bars.
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
Fuck at this point id do just about anything for 20 bucks
That has been your downfall in past encounters with 20 dollars bills
obviously my window is still shattered. they're pressure washing my condo today. i think i need a bloody mary.
before we left she put a post-it on the floor next to the toilet saying she was a pretty pretty princess
This essay is so getting done. I am spurred on by thoughts of test-driving your newly shaven face by sitting on it as soon as humanly possible.
Vom Wallet is no more. We now boldly enter a responsible, adult era where we will not throw up liquor onto ourselves.
Just saw a woman in bootie shorts and a winter coat at the library. God. Bless. Prostitutes.
Fun fact: drinking me now steals weaponry
All he gave me was a sore vagina and film suggestions
he appreciated my fucking vagina for two hours he can appreciate my honesty
We never leave a bad bitch behind. its a party foul..we'll find you somehow
I slept with six men with different nationalities this week. Who says I'm not a woman of culture?
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