She just texted me saying, "I wish you were a better person so I could fuck you without regrets"
Crosby and Malkin: Two girls, one cup.
I dont think problem is the right word. Problems arent something you enjoy. Life would be too boring without gambling.
Dude feel your hair right now it feels so weird like pasta
It was so good the neighbors even had a cigarette.
sometimes i wish i was a boob, they get to chill in soft and cuddly little cup things.
Also, my drunkenly packed sleepover kit consisted of a singular sock, my uncharged laptop, and a pack of post-it notes.
The melted ice in my drinks tonight is probably the most water I've had in like 3 days accumulated.
I vaguely remember having a 'grass is greener' conversation about our nipples. Dream or beautiful reality?
Beautiful, beautiful reality
The bar has bullet holes in the ceiling, and the country singer had been playing drunken weezer covers. A man just bought me a beer on the grounds that I 'have his back' in a fist fight with a stranger texan. And, yes, the bartender is wearing a sherif's badge
I'm hoping they send me home from work drunk.
Jesus, I just want to drink. Also simultaneously punch things and rub my vagina on them.
The internet is out at West Chester so I'm masturbating using my imagination. What is this, the fucking dark ages?
Night one million where I have madri gra beads around my neck and no justifiable reason for where they came from
last night I used snow as a chaser
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