'Watching yourself cry on Photobooth' is the new 'watching yourself cry in the mirror.'
I'm just sayin. Is it sad that I spent my last dollar on a hamburger just to get a paper bag to huff out of?
jungle juice + heels + stairs = broken arm
So high. I just took a picture of my chewed gum so I can remember to paint a picture of it as a cloud later.
You totally drew a penis wizard on my closet that says "I travel for cock rock"
The nausea has returned and I can't handle such things to exit my body so violently
I'm sitting in Starbucks, waiting for direction in my life, or it to be 8 p.m. Whatever comes first.
I have the most nasty and explicit wet dreams of my boss that I'm embarrassed to look him in the face. I'd be pregnant or promoted if he only knew
It takes a special kind of Adderall to make me go to the hardware store, buy paint, and paint tiny polka-dots on all four of my bedroom walls.
But the sex is so much better when he already has a girlfriend
This is why we can never be together. Well that and we r married to other ppl but that's very minor detail compared to the coffee issue
This kid wants me to stop partying. Like I have only known you for 5 days. Chill.
I'M GOING TO DIE ALONE WITHOUT ANYONE PRETENDING TO BE A MARRIED COUPLE WHILE DRUNK AT A MALL WITH ME
Now after not puking, next step is not to do the accent when immigration says "hello."
I swear my vagina needs to be taken away from me when I drink.
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