I look like a poor person in the cast of Gay Oliver.
I don't care what you say, cheap wine does NOT taste better in expensive crystal...
i hate always having to make my eye shadow look really good since my eyes always end up closed by the end of the night in pics
So when I got her home I realized being a lesbian again isn't like riding a bike...
Just found a hole in my wall with your left shoe in it.
I called him daddy. To his face. Somewhat sober. What more could I do?
Convinced lucas all the eggs in the fridge are fertilized and now he's crying.
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
My liver is begging me not to go, but sadly enough for him my feet and hands control me getting there.
I just stood up and am wasted. I think I just admitted to my mom that I am trying to fuck everyone in New York because they're skinny and ethnically ambiguous. Meanwhile, happy hour isn't over yet.
That is was cool to fuck the single mother accross the street until every girl i bring home gets the car keyed.
So I deleted all the text from my phone, was looking for my mom's coffee order and show the coffee guy the pic of me eating pussy.
Did he at least walk u home
He offered. I dont like that shit. I want his dick not his presence on my walk home
What has my life become? I'be officially recruited my fuck buddy for help getting my ex back.
Sitting across the table from one of my high school teachers who hasn't seen me since I was about 16 drinking a beer wearing a leotard
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