what was i supposed to do!? wake up and actually ask her name??
week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
it's like iHOP with fire
Honestly, it's not that easy picking a Saturday night outfit that can translate to Palm Sunday mass. Priorities.
I feel like I have two modes: Super fuckin high, or super giddy from caffeine. I have learned to accept this.
HIS TAN HAS PUT ME TO SHAME. HE TOOK HIS PANTS OFF AND HIS DICK LOOKED LIKE A GHOST
I feel a whole lot better than i did this morning at 3 when one of my roommates discovered me slightly aware of my surroundings and naked in the bath tub with the shower on
maby next time we don't finish the whole box wine just because it tastes like shit
she gave me her number and i just said "no. cant."
It may not have seemed like it to you, but I was very sad that I was cheating on my GF with you. I was crying on the INSIDE.
I'm willing to share. He can have sloppy seconds.
i knew my hormones were back to normal when i went to ikea and didn't want to fuck any of the workers
All my friends are getting into relationships and going through breakups and I'm having Plan Bs and crunch wraps for dinner.
I'm drinking apple juice and champagne while watching crossroads..like the classy bitch that i am.
Just got home from work. I'm going to change into sweats for a while before I have to wear normal pants to the party like I promised.
You poured all their beer into ziploc baggies so it would be "better on the go"
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