Ha i know. My vag can't go too crazy for a boy halfway across the country. It doesn't have that good of range
med student doing my blood work at the AIDS clinic just hit on me after I told him i was having unprotected sex, but didn't think i had HIV.
There is a mosh pit in our kitchen. You better hurry.
Her exstacy made her nickname everyone David. Nobody knows who the fuck she's talking to so we just say no to everything she says. She's crying.
Rather than admit to myself he's hooking up with her right now, I choose to believe that he's not responding because he's masturbating to my picture, distraught over his poor choice, and trying to forget about the one that got away with a heavy dose of meth.
I asked you if you wanted to go to the ER, have me sew it up or just wrap it in duct tape and keep on keepin on. You just said YES. I remember very little after that.
You're a good friend.
I'm sitting on the floor singing Bruno mars while they cook and occasionally pet me
I should be done at 8 and I've also done a great Job of convincing my self that I should get really drunk tonight
I discovered a new stretch mark. DONE. LITERALLY DONE.
He texts me "what are you wearing" in the middle of the workday, so naturally I assume he's kidding and respond "the blood of my enemies" #foreveralone
She's cool and all but if she eats my food again I'm gonna fucking drop kick her ass. No one touches my lunchables. NO ONE.
Did you smoke and go to the aquarium again?
So I woke and tried to get up. Then I realised my foot was stuck in the pocket of the pool table.
We were covered in sweat and glitter, making out onstage, in front of everyone. I think it was a good night.
christmas shopping: 3 hours in the liquor store...
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