3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
i was told that i was found face down in a plate of ketchup at the dinner table
We're like Siamese twins, but joined at the genitals.
So take that alcohol. I still win. I ALWAYS WIN. Plus i didn't have to wear clothes. DOUBLE WIN.
You went through my pantry and left one of everything in the box. One cracker. One cheesit. One piece of cereal. I really fucking hate you.
Just recreated a sandwich from the caf in my own kitchen. Graduation denial at it's finest.
He called us the '3 Amigos' and told us if hos ex wife came we had to jump the porch railing and hide in the bushes.
Sometimes I'm sad but then I realize that bagels.
Well. I hope my dad likes whatever sweater stoned me picks out.
Used my brand new sperrys as a trash can to throw up in and woke up with someone's random key in my hair...new year new me:)
idk i just feel really unsatisfied. like something's missing from my life... maybe it's chicken nuggets...
Can't we just go back to fucking and having your boyfriend think you're completely straight?
I did what i always do when i miss him; masturbate and watch Bridges of Madison County.
Little does she know that you've out-sourced your conscience to a girl who doesn't even wear pants on a regular basis
Boys winking, cowboys tipping their hats, old people looking disappointed.... ah, I had forgotten the unholy powers of exposed cleavage!
You are my hero.
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