'Watching yourself cry on Photobooth' is the new 'watching yourself cry in the mirror.'
Dude sorry i couldnt seem to spell any words right in the texts i sent you last night
I felt like a fucking code breaker.
Funny thing- my attraction to each one is inversely proportional to his level of availability.
then again I'm sitting on a tree stump completely naked in the dark listening to some type of glee soundtrack.
I passed out on my porch last night. I'm still making it to class. This is what growing up means.
Just got Netflix. Dexter Marathon. Still in my PJ's. Only eaten cookie dough and drinking a 40. I have never reeked so strongly of lonely .
Also, hurry up because I don't like drinking alone. I'm still doing it, but I don't like it.
this is why ugly people need low self esteem. it stops them from doing shit like this.
Carrying your RA back to her room wasn't the conclusion I was expecting for the first thursday back
I was the king of the handle race. My team finished it in 56 minutes.
you don't get it. Nobody wins a handle race. there just degrees of losing.
A surprise thumb up the ass and I'm wide awake. She was right, no need for caffine pills I could fight ninjas now.
HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS DRUNK? AND WHERE ARE TOU TRYING TO GO??
So I've decided to grow a vagina forest. Because I'm single and it's like a zen garden. Brings a new meaning to long hair don't care.
ATTENTION PENIS' OF BURLINGTON: I AM COMING FOR YOU
eating a weed cupcake with nutella on top at work. i AM a star!
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