His texts read Like a 15 year olds diary.
4 maple syrup blunts. Decided to sit on my roof and count the snowflakes that landed on my tongue. 84.
i just saw the eighteen different ways i could die and only after that did i realize i'd made a poor decision
You have to stop getting hammered and preaching about that mission trip to Haiti.
The night took a downhill turn when he started using a butter knife as a spoon to drink his cosmo
but then the words kidney pain and possible testicle shrinkage kept ringing in my head
Snorting lines of xanex off the back of my grandparents toilet before church. Thinking of u.
While looking for an apartment, I've realized that the way I rate balconies is on the "how easy would it be to smoke weed here" scale.
What other scale is there?
Had a booty call cancel on me tonight. Said he hurt his back. So this is what single and 30-something is like. Suck.
Great news! In less than 2 hours, I'm ripping your underwear off with my teeth!
I think as a general rule I have to have blacked out somewhere at least twice to be comfortable.
I woke up naked with a $20 bill taped to my titty, so I must of had fun.
Um went out in San Francisco last night and ignored someone hitting on me. So they bit my arm. Lmfao PLEASE TELL ME THIS ISNT THE SINGLE LIFE
Dude we need to hang out soon. I'm in the mood to get arrested again.
I'm watching Netflix with my cats and eating homemade bread. Everyone and everything can go and fuck itself.
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