i just googled "what is oprah really like?" how do YOU think my night is going?
I could feel myself puking on my feet but it was so warm i didnt even care.
I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.
Is there really anything more beautiful than opening a fresh box of wine on a Friday afternoon?
You can't possibly imagine how much I miss you. At least I'll always have that hidden folder in my computer.
I'm hungover and surrounded by children and Republicans. What did I do to deserve this?
I'm hoping that by this time next year we will be smoking some weed at a gay wedding, asking "Mitt who?"
And then we made magical love in his room under a blacklight as his roommate and girlfriend argued violently in the living room
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
I love getting kicked out of places. Its like winning a little league game
Sent him a nude and I forgot to crop out the Jesus picture in the background. The Catholic guilt is too real.
I am so stoned. And there are so many white people in this Jack in the Box.
I'm sitting at my kitchen table alone dressed as a dinosaur smoking bowls in the dark. Is this rock bottom? Or is this living the dream? Who's to say
just had an acid flashback in my therapist's office. i am a walking stereotype
I may or may not have puked near a bear on the side of the road this morning.
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