Mind blown. Apparently, it's PRErogative, not PERogative. I blame Bobby Brown.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
so I think I'm done having sex with her, she's way too crazy
what about the blowjobs for adderall?
no those are still okay
He spent the whole night convincing me I wasn't fat, but after we had sex he said "Oh, I see what you mean"
There is still throw up in my sink from before break. God I missed this place
Just thought i should tell someone im on the roof, if i pass out up here because no one found me, im behind the chimney
Only you would think wine and coffee was an acceptable finals study time mix
Another Sunday, another 100 chicken nuggets
I'm so hungover all I can do is stare at my curser and hope it starts moving on its own
Sadly he is straight as an arrow that is designed by a robot computer from the future with lasers.
This saddens me. Mostly because I want to see the schematics on that robot.
We're Scorpios. We're like dogs rolling in whatever smells good to us.
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
Of course i made out w him. He was painted green. You know of my secret longing for the Hulk.
You're a hot mess, you know that?
At least I'm a FUN hot mess. Like a train crash full of pizza, fireworks and glitter.
Omg in one week, two guys with their own names tattooed on their bodies had their tongues in my mouth. Self loathing shall commence now.
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