I'm drinking reisling in a paper cup by myself in the garage.
she must've caught on when i went out for a "run" in jeans and a sweatshirt and came back holding a McDonalds bag and smelling like pot.
well after we realized that his best friend and my twin sister were hooking up it was kind of an unsopken agreement that we would too
I just woke up in my ex-boyfriends bed, with my new boyfriends jersey on. I love March maddness.
Also, if someone could cut me off before im rolling around the yard pantsless with a 40 year old lesbian that would be awesome.
He showed up at my door at 3 AM wearing a Santa hat with a tiara attached.
Him naked in my bed with a bottle of vodka in one hand, a pipe in the other, and a rose in his mouth.
Was just told that I slept on the counter using a loaf of bread as a pillow. Clearly my life is going well.
A million fucking miles away, and the sun still manages to fuck my hungover mornings up.
He washed his dick in my kitchen sink after sex. I think he might be a keeper.
I miss my innocence.
I miss being able to say, "I've never done this before."
He pulled out the guitar, sat in tub, and took requests while she puked her brains out in the toilet. I think he loves her.
It's nice doing the walk of shame at 530 am, the birds are chirping, campus is empty, and it's dark so noone can see who the Fuck you are
I don’t have enough daddy issues for this shit, make him go away
I wasnt 2 drunk i sobered up around the time we were shooting the fire extinguishers
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