i'm home, then i'll come over
ightttt gangstaaaaaaaaaaaa
nvm.
His internet searches, listed chronologically: sex slave, volunteer sex slave, lava
Ketchup is God's man juice
not allowed to tweet this cos she's following me but i definitely just got head in a stairwell of the university of chicago. wanted you all to know.
She was adopted and used to dance at Sapphire. just my speed.
But like now everytime I pee I just think... wow I had sex with him on this toilet.
He called his prostate his "boner button".
Heard puking from next door. Looks like the third floor won't be any different than the second.
I feel like I have two modes: Super fuckin high, or super giddy from caffeine. I have learned to accept this.
I think I should just accept my destiny that I'm going to be someone's second wife
My tits sealed my fate
I love being high. The owl outside stopped who-ing and I could swear I just heard someone say, "Okay, that's a wrap!"
Can I just text her like "yo sorry I fucked your boyfriend, let's go get sushi" or like nah
Why do I feel like I need to drink to feel better about the things I do when I'm drunk
who are you talking about my vagina to?!
Spencer just told me I got home and was opening beers with my teeth and trying to make pot butter
Randomize