i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
we are going to smoke at least three blunts before we go see Cloudy with a chance of meatballs. I'm going to have my mom make us spaghetti for when we get out so can your mom make those spicy meatballs? I thought I'd give you 9 days notice so everything's perfect.
And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
We just got home. I got some malt liqour and a lottery ticket so I'm really doing a lot with my life right now
i just keep taking vicodin and supergluing random shit
Giving me the bigger bowl of ramen isn't considered "romantic"
she told me to hold the wheel while she hung out the sunroof and cursed the old lady behind us out.
Shared a jello shot with her mom last night. then she tucked me in and took of my shoes for me
Would it be out of line to take a picture of all the earrings, rings, hairclips, and other miscellaneous girl items that I found under my bed and post it on facebook and tag all the girls that I slept with this year so they can claim their shit and get it out of my house?
I got turned off after he said, "i can see us in the future...me, you, and a back yard full of alpacas."
According to the boxer briefs I found on the couch when I got home, I take it your date went well??
high moment I think I just reached personal nirvana
Thank you for stroking my rage monster tonight.
I’m home.
I’m aware. I just dropped you off.
New rock bottom. Woke up at 7 am fully clothed in a bathtub full of water. I hate myself.
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