he thinks he's going to hurt your feelings
He can't hurt my feelings
I don't have feelings.
You know how I told you I don't have many naked pics? Apparently that changed last night.
High as shit. I just described caramel syrup on crackers to my mom for 15 minutes...
We fucked to showtunes. Never going out with a theatre major ever again.
He told me to come in and have some water before I drove home, my vagina didn't stand a chance escaping. We didn't even make it to the kitchen.
Its mothers day, andI woke up with 12 bar stamps on my face, holding orange juice and a box of tampons. This can not be happening
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
I'd rather have snapchat than feelings.
My knees are skinned from sitting on someone's face on concrete
Cheese, the small of a woman's back, the universe, mountains, vampiric demons, sleep, and dreams.
You ran outside of the party to do the rain dance and swim in puddles
A drunk and bleeding peter is knocking on your door... in nothing more than a sombrero, boxers and cowboy boots.
Someone drank my pedialite!
YOU drank your pedialite. I watched you chase shots with it!
no offense but you looked like shit yesterday
tequila is unforgiving..
he sent me a picture of him holding out his pinky so we could pinky promise. i have to fuck him now
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