another moral hangover. fuck.
FUCK TREES I CLIMB BUOYS MOTHERFUCKER
STOP listening to that song
3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
he just quoted gucci mane to try and get me to give him head.
I got laid because I told her I play guitar. I haven't played in 7 years and only know a G chord. I love this place.
I'm not being over dramatic, but I think my heart is going to stop beating.
You were fucked up like a footballbat trying to eat gum off your shoe. And that wasn't even the nights lowest point.
I feel like the devil slapped me in the face with his dick.
Birthday success
he told me i could have the honorable privilege of being the second girl to have sex with him in his new apartment, what a gentleman.
You went through my pantry and left one of everything in the box. One cracker. One cheesit. One piece of cereal. I really fucking hate you.
Every single person in NY is either baking, drinking, or photographing their cat. Reporting live from Instagram.
Note to self don't give these guys your number. I've seen more dick tonight than a proctologist sees his whole career
Sitting in my car feasting on the spoils of Taco Bell as Donna Lewis croons "I love you, always forever." A more perfect moment will never exist.
He's pretending to be my boyfriend so that my family won't bother us when we sneak off to smoke weed
You’re welcome stay at my house. But, you gotta piss in the toilet
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