No, we're smoking outside. We're hot boxing the world.
Just saw ur first draft of ur suicide note.
You spelled "worthless" wrong.
I woke up on the steps beside a plate of spaghetti and a toilet paper roll ripped in half. And i actually think this day is gonna get better.
got a scholarship and a hot psych teacher. hello spring 2010
mom just told me i had to find a fake by next wednesday.
Either way you look at it, I'm a slut. But either way I look at it, I'm having a fucking blast.
I remember sitting there at the toilet, bleeding everywhere and thinking, "I walked from my bedroom to here. What happened?"
I'm using my ex boyfriends dog to find a guy at the park I could see fuck buddy potential in. I'm the queen of irony.
My glasses are somewhere in your living room. Also, my underwear might be in your bathroom or on or around your porch. Sorry.
On that note if you see a hobo smiling with a pack of cigarettes and an AMP energy drink, that was my good deed for the day
Just woke up to the best idea ever. Vodka infused BUTTER. Take a second, and think of the possibilities.
Is it weird that i want a guy to ask me to homecoming by spelling it out in meatballs?
THATS VERY WEIRD
She mentions her boyfriend one more time, I'm taking her home and breaking that shit up.
The girl I was Skype sexing just asked for a moment of silence for robin Williams.
I think after tonight I'm 85% lesbian
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