Its the little things i like about bein home like having actual toilet paper instead of subway napkins
you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
... there are chew marks on my license. I have no idea.
Yea. You cant just squeeze my balls. They are sensitive
Decided against hooking up with creepy stalker guy for a ride to work. I feel I've earned a few self respect points back.
He fell asleep and I'm awkwardly laying here because all I have to wear is my tutu. I'm pretty sure his roommate is going to be back soon so this should be fun. This is my life now. PS. the background of his phone is a picture of his hedgehog.
Well the "Blackout with your sack out" party turned out predictably.
This is what happens when you live with someone you met on Grindr
So mom called me from the hospital laughing her ass off. Apparently my sister is allergic to cocaine...
I thought I was invisible, then some guy flashed his high beams at me and I realized my lights weren't on...not invisible.
Currently studying Econ, while waiting outside current booty call's residence for him to return from the strip club. This is your fault.
I drew a giraffe.. But she did say that bumped that test up from a 39 to a 40. It's the little things.
You burned the hair off your arms. Again.
It grows back stronger each time.
Doing the walk of shame at 1 AM. Stumbled across a rave. This night is epic.
My niece I'm babysitting left earlier to stay the night with her friend. I got ditched by an 8 year old.
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