I'm twenty-five. I'm too old to be watching my friend throw up in Chipolte Parking lot.
I almost hooked up with this girl last night. she had a tattoo of a cardinal next to her cooter. said it reminded her of her grandpa
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
So he said if we had sex he'd take me to Build A Bear. My virginity is so worth a trip to build a bear.
You're 20.
IT'S BUILD A BEAR!
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
I never had a problem I couldn't slut my way out of.
SITTING NEXT TO A CIRCUS PERFORMER AT PLANNED PARENTHOOD. THIS IS MY LIFE.
How big of a disservice to the economy would we be doing if we didn't drink every day holiday break?
After everything you did, you followed it with "Oh God, that's something a high person would do. But I'm not high." So yeah, you're not getting near my stash again.
It's 4/20. I'm not too worried about "healthy"
I used my iced coffee to ice the bump on my head from last night
We made out and he didn't grope me. I liked it. I felt like I was innocent again.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
well i don't know if 30 seconds is exactly a good time but at least he bought me breakfast
Did you finish that presentation yet?
No but don’t worry about it. I do my best work in the middle of the night. I’m like a hamster.
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