dude we were making out and she kept singing the americas next top model song. you wanna be on top?
theyre selling pepper spray in the courtyard. hellooo atl
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
its coolsest when we hear the beat in our water bottles. and the likghts are in his eyes now. oh holland
he was definitely TRYING to give me herpes.
It was like the perfect storm of bad decisions.
Walmart at night is scary enough without having to run into people you've slept with
I think you are the only one slutty enough and evil enough for the job. Just go in and blue ball him. He broke my nose in Middle school. He deserves this.
I thought that wasn't a thing ever since she showed you her vag on the dance floor
I'm to sober to make life ruining decisions and alcohol is to expensive at this bar for me to fear that level of drunk happening
I think my body knows it's dying and is just shutting down
Being a fine ass woman in a world full of fuckboys is the realest struggle I've ever known.
No more bourbon. Sleep now. I may die. Pray for me.
I'm literally about to create a tinder account. Just so someone drives me to get food.
Third time this week I've caught co workers dry humping. Quarantine really changes people's priorities.
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