her lazy eye was starring daggers at me.
the reason why you were crawling on your hands and knees from room to room last night was because you thought the ceiling fans were chasing you...
that makes sense.
mimosa in my stainless steel water bottle. going green is not that bad.
So two questions...why am I covered in muffins and are there pictures of this.
Get to the bar. Power hour leading up to the rapture.
Her fucking playlist had randy newman on it. It was like woody was watching the whole time.
I just feel like you're using me for sex.
I'm glad you finally understand the context of our relationship
We're going to work out tomorrow I guess but it usually consists of doing weights for 10 minutes, then saying fuck cardio and going to Taco Tuesday
I think it really helped to be hungover at accepted students day. it gave me a good feel for how it would be everyday if I go there.
I asked him if he wanted a pillow, and he replied "No. Batman never had pillows."
It has gotten to a point where I just want to sit on his face. Less butterflies, more orgasms.
I'm high. The text bubbles floating do no justice to the underwater experiences
The taste of regret at 8am, yup that taste is Jack Daniel's
I woke up in my neighbors backyard with glitter on my teeth and sparklers super glued on my bra. which part was your fault?
Call me Sherlock Holmes, bitch.
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