oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
Im in Brooklyn, he wasnt 23 or a musician pick me up
i got totally wasted at 2pm and cleaned the house bc i was bored. my mom now supports my alcohol problem
Isn't that the only thing she's good at? Complaining and blow jobs?
Before you ask, yes. Whatever you're wearing IS too slutty for his mom's funeral.
I have a fannypack full of condoms and acid. Let's get weird.
He wants to hookup..at the fair..this is our chance to leave him stranded with no clothes.
I just had the stunning realization that I lost my virginity in a bunk bed.
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
FUCK YOU IM DRINKING WINE FROM A BOX
You okay there or need a ride? Maybe a straw for your box
Maybe a straw...
I love you but this is the first Saturday I have ever spent at the police station. And where are my boxers?
I trusted a fart in Toronto. NEVER TRUST A FART IN TORONTO.
Currently standing at the bus stop in just a pillowcase and its fucking snowing
all I remember is them saying he had a big dick and the next thing I know I’m leaving with him
The bartender remember my drink from last sat. I think we just became drocals...drunk. locals.
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