i was texting myself key events from last night so i could remember this morning. looked at my phone, texted my mother instead. our numbers differ by 1 digit
Car fucking is for special occasions like birthdays and bank holidays. Don't want to lose the magic by making it an everyday thing.
i find it sad that i can no longer sit in the back of class for fear that someone will fart into the heater again.
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
I really like you, but I want to get to know you on a time when I am not at drugs.
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
I decided that Calgary can keep my underwear. They earned it.
The only reason I'd ever want a boyfriend is so that someone would spoon feed me applesauce when I'm so hungover I can't move
I can feel myself smiling like 10 minutes after I stop smiling, and that's just like... so awesome.
Was I asleep on the ride home?
Yea, then when I tried to hold your head up on a turn, you round house punched me in the face.
I was looking threw the photos on my phone. There is 8 different ones of us peeing on things.
You know you have done too many drugs when you gum the sugar off your margarita without even thinking twice
Both of us came out of our rooms at the same time in boxers and sat on the couch. No words were spoken.
Stupid adulating
Yeah it sucks, but at least I can buy wine so it all comes out in the wash
After I asked for my 6th Gin & Tonic, the look on the flight attendant's face started to make me feel bad about myself.
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