Actions speak louder than words. Her actions scream crazy.
Had sex on a washing machine in a pool of beer. Can you say success.
not my fault hes the one that tried to cuddle after. said he wanted to spoon away the shame.
I just found a list in your handwriting titled "Places I've Peed." The National Mall and 'under the second bridge after the bend in the road' are two of the tamer entries. I tip my hat.
Somehow those two combined like captain planet and shit went haywire
I want to get business cards and hand them to hot guys and say " hey if you ever want to like makeout and pretend it never happened call me"
If you are breathing, I want you at your house. No non-breathing-related excuses.
Noo.... Like in the attic of a crack house with nitrous and fat chicks weird....
The shrooms have turned on carrie. Change of plans. We're getting stoned and finding bacon.
REMEBER. We are young, horny, and poor. If someone wants to give us alcohol... TAKE. IT.
I keep worrying the police are going to come looking for us.
For which one? Starting a fire on my porch or having sex on my porch?
Remember when you brought a guy home from the bar... to our parents house.... on thanksgiving eve?
In what world does 'I'm awake' at 2:30 in the morning on a wednesday translate to 'let's fuck' in the span of one text? Where has the romance gone?
I'm getting reacquainted with drunk me. She has grown up a lot.
Come over. Bring drugs. My sister is making cookies. She took Valium. They should be badass cookies.
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