i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
well i did feel guilty about it. until i saw how hot the guy was the next day. now, nothing but pride.
there's nothing like watching the sun rise at the library alone on a friday morning to make you want to kill yourself.
Just saw some girl biking on campus with a babyseat on the front. Baby included. Do you know how many points that'd be worth?
And I'm also limping. I just wish that I had self control. I'm 23 for fuck sake and I'm sitting at work, with mascara down my face, vomit on my clothes and an unknown black substance on my tits. How will I ever find my Greek husband if I keep this up?
Disregard the shoes in the freezer.
I just wanna lay in my bed all bundled up as have someone feed me lettuce
don't get you morals all over my torrid fantasties
Good news. That bum you thought that died is alive.
It was like something out of a fucked up fairy tale. He just crowdsurfed over to her while riding a keg, said "come sail with me", and then the crowd carried them off into the night. What.
in a last ditch attempt to make life awkward after i die today i want to be buried naked and have an open casket funeral.
Its was awkward last year cuz in the middle of it her mom bust In the room with noise makers and champagne
What happened to fro yo and sex?
After pissing all over her van its a lot easier to look her in the eye than I thought.
Is someone on their way here yet? I'm way too tweaked to be here alone
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