the next morning i told him i was impressed that he remembered my name. he said it wasn't that hard when "tracy
how much land on farmville do you have now? i sold all my shit to make room i need more money... these animals need to know I'm running a business not a charity.
It's kind of sad that your greatest accomplishment today is that you stood up and didn't fall down.
Apparently I did my philosophy paper last night. It's not bad either.
i just realized that the oil change sticker on my windshield is a day before the last time i had sex. I've driven exactly 10500 miles since.
you need to get laid.. and an oil change.
its great to know that you distinguish your relationships on whether you can cum on someone's face
I saw him coke blaxckout on the subway at 9 this morning yelling at people callig himself the gatekeeper.
you know it's gonna be a good 4/20 when you start saving up for it in january.
I kind of learned that hotels are unnecessary. Boys will just take you home, but that's tough with a group. I believe in us, though.
Ive never seen him vulnerable before. He just had surgery and looked so cute on his crutches. like a little baby bird with a broken wing. that i wanted to nurse back to health. with my vagina
i can't even hate his new girlfriend cuz she survived a fucking brain tumor. like that's just not fair.
I somehow turned head, shoulders, knees, and toes into a sobriety test
I woke up with a shot glass nestled between my boobs like a baby bird.
I want sex. When is an appropriate time post funeral to ask for something like that. Like when it gets dark out?
I'm cuddly bitch. Deal with it.
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