we've progressed from teabagging to lighting eachothers asses on fire. this cannot be a good path.
I was. I was trying to blow bubbles in the toilet after I threw up in it. They had to carry me everywhere. I lost a sock.
im sorry, I just can't fuck a guy who can't receive picture messages
Doing blow at 6am to "wake myself up for clinicals" was a baaaaad idea
The entire time I'm blowing him she's in the back seat lecturing me on the reasons why you're not suppose to do that while they're driving...
Also I climbed atop a mailbox with a toilet paper hat and a wolverine claw made of glowsticks, screaming at passers-by that they were going to die. Control me
I wanna die of smoke inhalation. In a huge teepee. Or one of those big things kids in kindergarten have that you throw up in the air then sit inside of.
A surprise thumb up the ass and I'm wide awake. She was right, no need for caffine pills I could fight ninjas now.
I'm at the bar, forgot my pants. Everyone's over reacting
I bought a vibrating wall dildo with my tax return. You?
you didnt realize it, but you puked in the bushes in front of a church and yelled "GOD IS DEAD"
I can't hang out tomorrow. A boy wants to feed me ice cream and touch my boobs. Priorities.
I hate who I am becoming
I think of it as growth but I also hate who I am becoming as well
Having to do the walk of shame on crutches was defiently a first for me. cheers to the governor, klove
Now the fun stuff starts.
Someone is losing a finger.
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