Just found out for my occult lit class (history of cults) final project is making a spellbook. Hello last term of college.
I'm talking like I woke up and her bra was spinning around caught on my ceiling fan
I don't remember much but I know I looked hot.
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
he doesn't drink and he's an emt - he'll be our dd for nye in exchange for a threesome tomorrow afternoon.
Fell down a spiral staircase. Et tu vodka. Et tu.
He just told me he's been drinking vodka at work all day. I'm starting to believe in soul mates.
For the first time in my life, I paid for my own alcoholic beverage last night. Am I getting ugly?
To be honest, kinda.
Ive consumed more rum studying for law school finals than I did that time I fucked that fat chick in the back of VW Beetle. It's all ugly, but for different reasons.
Only you would have to block the fucking governor of Tennessee from reading your tweets
Ahh, 151. Think of it this way: it took one shot to get you buzzed, I took eight. I may or may not have broken a tv with my skull that night and met someone's parents naked and hungover the next morning.
Did you go to church in Texas and sign me up?
You need southern Jesus
all I've ever wanted was a guy with twelve cats who will tie me up in bed
Also, you fell asleep with you hand on and around my cock last night.
I walked in the kitchen and heard her saying "We could have been so good together" as she caressed an egg with her cheek.
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