I totally ignored my nose and drank sour milk this morning. The tupid carton said 4/22/09. i puked everywhere..
he's afraid if he sleeps with me i'll go all lavender brown on him
I realized today that I should stop thinking so much with my vagina instead of my brain.
Please tell me this doesn't mean another "surprise road trip" where I spend all my money on gas and the SURPRISE destination is the abortion clinic.
But what if I pay for the gas?
failed my one goal of the day: wake up before 2 pm.
I don't care what he thinks. My vagina has an open door policy.
please stop judging me for buying a handle of soco on a thursday at 10am. it was on sale, i'm thinking of my future.
Well I'm just gonna sit here naked in this chair and whatever happens happens
she smells like cat throw up and cupcakes. i'm trying to focus on the cupcakes but it's really. hard.
i'm having the hardest time convincing my roommates to go dumpster diving for pizza with me. i really miss you..
my head gets it he sucks but my LAME FUCKING HEART IN MY VAGINA doesnt
"Shots" of grape juice. I fucking hate Utah soooo fucking much.
yesterday you declined a drink because you "didn't want to be responsible for it" ok kanye...
When everyone ask you tomorrow go ahead and tell them I'm the girl that fell of safe ride and was all bloody.
At least I got to make out with you a little before you proposed.
I was just at home taking Vicodin for a week straight. Talk about a vacation.
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