he wasnt completely random
you're right. you met him once and didnt know his name. you still dont
i get things done.
So my earrings and necklace kept jingling and hitting him in the face, and he told me felt like he was fucking a Christmas tree
You told me to hold on because you had to barf like a dinosaur.
I don't know how much more of summer my liver can take.
I knew I was high when I wanted to write a poem about how great it felt to wash my face
his dick makes me think maybe a monogamous relationship forever is possible.
Also, at 1:30 I emailed myself saying, "are you there Margaret? It's me, god"
The liquor store manager told us to drink responsible as we checked out and we laughed to his face. Like we're buying karkov at noon, responsibility is out of the question
Apparently william has a "couch montage"...an album of facebook photos of himself on different couches in various states of happiness and despair. A heartwrenching journey through what was clearly a significant part of his life. I'd mock him more but I think the fact that I looked through it means he's already won
I remember you licked my face and said that's all you're getting
Pretty sure I recall hugging our waiter from the bar last night. That also means we are NEVER going there again
I just want to drink cheap wine and throw my bra at an aging singer songwriter
Sitting in my junior high parking lot high on ambien talking to a stranger I met on tinder. What is life?
We are taking a shrt nap on the sidewalk cme fine me if you want but dont wake me up
remember that party we went to sophomore year where we found that girl and had the orgy? Im totally at that house right now.
Randomize
