I just followed a trail of feathers and glitter to class. Today better be fucking magical.
I dont think that drinking by ourselves on a saturday night counts as being "fun alcoholics"
I feel as though I could trust her, I mean she did tell me she was married before we had sex.
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
I rarely go in there. Unless it's for mini cadbury eggs and whiskey.
The only thing that made me get out of bed this morning was knowing that tonight, I don't plan on remembering what happened today
The party went downhill once the fire department had to be called to put out the kitchen fire.
These fuzzy pants work great for sleeping, taking an exam, getting baked and watching the hobbit. I guess i'm not changing pants for 72 hours.
Whoever put salsa in the kiddie pool.....your an ass. Fuck you.
Sad fact: I'm doing that thing where I'm bored so I give myself Princess Leia hair and drink alcohol.
at crossfit today a guy shit his pants while deadlifting 405 lbs. coach made fun of him then congratulated him on his new personal record.
but how can he casually chat with my father 8 hours after asking me if i'm a screamer
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
My mom just asked me about the teeth marks on my headboard..
Well, I hope you're having fun. I'm just gonna lay here and wait for death - shouldn't be long now.
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