moral of the story: I'm going to stab everyone
at a bar with my ex girlfriend.. both men AND WOMEN are hitting on her.. and not one has even looked at me
you gave the police officer your chanel wallet and said 'just keep it the i.d. is fake too'.
I understand Curling. That high.
I just watched dragonflies fucking. You can't match that level of geek.
I'm not wearing underwear, I started my period this morning, and it's super windy. Recipe for disaster?
We're in the emergency room. He concussed himself trying to pop all the bubbles on my "one bubble a day" wall calender with his face.
Casually brushing the Bacardi out of my hair. It's a good time to ponder regretting everything that happened last night.
Some crack addled fool from the sketch ass motel behind the restaurant just gave me a flyer for an AA group when I was on my smoke break. I don't do mornings
I have fence marks all over my body
I'm just going to ride dicks all the way to the to the gates of hell
Is this a Beer, Vodka or Whiskey kind of problem solving night? It's imperative I stock accordingly.
Questions like that are why I love you.
Just cropdusted a little kid that wouldn't get out of my way in Kroger. Welcome to the real world bitch.
I get so sad when I watch him slowly destroy his life with whiskey and cocaine. Then he bites my neck and I just want to fuck him. I can't help it.
I’m getting reeeeaaalll tired of telling cute boys I gave them chlamydia.
That’s two in three months. You really know how to live.
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