Tell your sister I'm no fool. Or at least romanticize the notion of the fool.
Well the walls are thin and I can hear the couple next door having sex. I think their dog is somehow involved.
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
At one point last night I over heard you say " I'm gonna puke in a bag and pour it down your throat" I LOVE YOU.
Life just isn't the same without him waking me up at 4 in the afternoon with a look of pity on his face...
stalking the twitter feeds of girls who have fucked my current fuck buddy makes me glad we use condoms
My dad slapped my ass the other day and say I was "doing the family name good". I feel...proud
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
Tequila is never to blame. We all make good choices under tequila
sometimes you just gotta rip off the nipple tape and get it done.
I continue to impress myself. Also I'm probably pregnant
Once upon a time I threw up in my own hands last night.
and then you proceeded to throw soup at him for calling you a bitch...a CAN of soup...
You chased a rabbit then knocked on a police car and asked the cop "if he saw where that little bastard went."
Painted a stripper an elf costume. Her coworkers liked it. Now in a room full of naked strippers.
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