i messed up with two guys last night...one i pranked and left the phone on..the other one i went crazy on trying to be his girlfriend after four jagermeister shots...
so i realized that everyone figured out i was a slut before i did. then i realized that no one felt like telling me. sometimes i think you just keep me around for entertainment.
you're right.
i now understand why he chose to have sex with my friend rather then me after lookin in the mirror this morning. and id do the same thing.
i feel like a lion cub that has been breast fed for years, and mom has left, and now i have to learn how to hunt on my own
Everyone is in jail. I'll see what i can do though
The police scanner is talking about you again....
also, I just found three random bruises on my knee. probably from when I was velcrod to the stairs
I woke up in a strange bathroom. Was I blonde when you left me last night?
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
I don't remember much from my 21st, but my mom said I insisted on the fat guy taking body shots off me
Bacardi 151 is like a past nightmare I'm still curious about
Broken leg sex is fun because I just get to lay there
He's actually really cute and seems like a good guy. And given that he likes lots of drugs, he could come in handy.
Why the fuck is there raw bacon in my bra. I don't even have a stove.
Oh don't mind my cushion, I got plowed in the ass by a freight train last night
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