you just can't say no to drugs on a mirrored table.
Just woke up. My philosophy paper is a play, and my paper for musical theater is about physics. That's some dank shit you sold me
NEVERCLEAR, NEVER AGAIN.
No clues in my phone. Only dialed call: my own social security number. And that was before 10:00pm.
I am sitting here. Drinking from a bottle of vodka. Eating shredded cheese from a bag and waiting on him to pick me up after he finishes with his girlfriend. This is what dreams are made of.
Beer is acceptable at 830am if it's your bday, right?
I drank it. I drank the beer from '78. I drank my bday beer, I drank my soul
You're doing a terrible job of letting me hook up with girls vicariously through you.
Then he started caressing my eye brow. Like repetedly. For at least 15 minutes. It was strangely mesmerizing
his basement wasnt heated so when i asked for a hoodie someone gave me a kimono.. i passed bc who the fuck knows where that shit has been recently
I'm just going to have crazy good sex with him until one of us developed feelings that works in the movies right?
If you sleep with another manager before the year is up you'll deserve an accomplishment sticker.
I'm constantly crying, and now I start crying every time I masturbate which is a fun development.
Hypothetically, I throw a party and my ex-boyfriend and my current fuck buddy are in the same house... what should I do?
How many beds are in the house? Hypothetically...
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
Randomize
