we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
i think i have herpe
just one?
I'm done trying to be a vegetarian. My vagina smells like hummus.
Party at my house. Liquor pinata. Your presence is required.
i'm getting the "you hooked up with my friends" speech from him. i'm returning with the "gotta keep my quota up" speech
oh my god, just saw a man throw up in a trashcan and blood came out of his nose. HES GETTING ON MY BUS. HES SITTING ACROSS FROM ME. FUCK.
dreams really do come true on the roof and drinking again
God he's so convenient, drugs, an parties all in one person. He's like the Walmart of delinquency.
I have no inclination to even want to think about what God's existential meltdown is going to be like. O.o
Let's play the game let's see how long Kayla can be sober
Just put on slippers before underwear so you know where my priorities are
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
I was gonna be Romantic and write your name in emoji eggplants but A's are hard
He grabbed my tits and sang "you are so beautiful" to them before faceplanting into my chest
Watching porn.....Adele is playing in the background...so many emotions right now...so many.
Randomize
