What kind of poor, pathetic town do we live in where a horny teenage girl is sitting in her basement on a saturday night, unlaid?
laying in bed listening to christian music, jealous of the hope they have for their life. also need to beat off, can i think about you?
The only pictures he has from one of the biggest football weekends is an album titled "I miss my dog" filled with tons of pictures of his dog and him. This relationship must end.
I microwaved pizza rolls, a hot dog, and bacon in the same plate with no paper towels. I drank the grease at the end. I'm going to vomit everywhere.
Hes screaming about Slender man. whatever hes on is probably not healthy.
I show up hung over with mcdonalds. Why wouldn't he have sex with me? It's a fucking leap year...
We should hook up after this. Laugh or look horrified to say yes.
Making a me burrito to ward off the cold...and the aloneness of my vagina
You is good. You is important. You is a slut.
Puke, feathers, beads, and solo cups all on my way to class. I'm surprised anyone's alive after this weekend.
Whenever you're sad about your life, just remember that I'm on a first name basis with the late night taco bell drive-thru workers.
I sat on the bathroom floor yelling "hell hath no fury!" for about 20 minutes.
It's definitely revenge time.
I turned on Elf, made myself a mojito, and am eating one of a sleeve of Ritz. You tell me if I wanna go out tonight.
I wish I was there so i could bitch slap his incredibly sexy face
I have post one night stand depression
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