just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
so i woke up to her 8 year old asking for a bowl of cereal...
peeing in bathroom at penn station and the homeless man next to me is combing his beard with a fork...god I love new york
I have started doing my homework in bars. It just feels right.
Have you ever chased with pilaf before? Because dont.
Weekdays seemed more exciting when I had a drinking problem. Like I had something to look forward to at night.
all i remember is that her bootyshorts said 'shameless' and that there was no turning back.
I love my boobs, they're the only thing that supports me. They make me a solid 6.
stop bragging. last time i got laid i got double pink eye, and it was so not worth it
I'm in the freezer. Shit took away any trace of hangover outa my body.
That's what jaeger bombs out of teacups will do to you.
Are u alive? If u are, you deserve an award.
When I type "sleep" my phone suggests "with Trevor". My phones an asshole.
Just got home from work. I'm going to change into sweats for a while before I have to wear normal pants to the party like I promised.
If it makes you feel any better, I can't find the goldfish I dropped like five minutes ago.
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