went to library to start paper due tomorrow & took those orange addys u gave. now realizing they were ur xanax. completely fucked and going to fail, but calmly at peace with the situation.
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
Thanks for stealing lime trees for me at 4:00 am. We're well on our way to having sustainable supplies for mojitos this summer.
and his room smelled like strippers, childrens tears, and fear
Didn't get to fuck her. Had to leave abruptly through window. Explain later.
Also, I'd like to add that that I'm not quitting my job, my boss fed me shots at 11 am this morning.
On campus. Grown men in women's sexy bee costumes. Complete with legwarmers. This cannot be real life.
I walked in and saw him spread eagle on the couch beatin it, while he just pet the dog that sat there and stared. mom was pissed
It's like getting ready for my vaginas own execution
I'm currently looking through google images of circumsized penises and realizing how vital pre-marital sex is.
I'm going to take a nap so I don't feel like a stripper sneezed in my mouth tomorrow morning at work.
Sensing a theme here
If alcoholism is a theme, yes.
You yell at me for being attracted to older guys and you're over here condoning murder
I call bullshit
Call it what ever you want I just need to figure out how to get permanent marker off my cock
You're swimming in an imaginary pool of pudding. What do you think?
Randomize
