Donna and I are betting on whether or not you are going to cheat on your boyfriend tonight....I said you wouldnt do it.
You might as well just give her the money now.
its not stalking. its research.
In other news I saw a pack of make believe zombies walking down green st.
gotta love wednesdays
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
I ran a string through all of my old vicodin bottles and strung them on the tree. Tis the season.
he drunk texted me to give me his number with the message "i gotchu pretty eyeso" i can't tell if he's complimenting me or himself.
Stolen hampster on my tits. Don't tell me I don't know how to party.
Just witnessed my roommate pick her nose and eat it in her sleep. Remember, you made out with that.
I had a moment while I was smoking where I was looking at these palm trees and I knew how dr Seuss came up with his characters.
I think the guy I was trying to dance with was an undercover cop...
My Instagram consists mostly of drag queens and people who dress up as power rangers... I'm pretty sure I'm an unclassified category of gay
I'm shotgunning a 12 pack at a bus stop. This is why we pay the rent with an auto withdrawal at the beginning of the month
I know now that the cab driver can get me a 10 dollar blow job. I'm practically a local.
He's interpretive dancing to Crazy by Britney Spears and expressing his feelings for either me or the guy next to us
Tinder has really served to stimulate the number of sex related demons summonings.
Randomize
