the shit that comes out of a woman's mouth when she knows you can't hit her is fucking unbelieveable
I have demons in me.
The only reason I kept his number in my phone for so long is so that hed pay for my abortion.
let me put this in terms we both understand. he was the crunchwrap supreme of men--the perfect combo of all things manly, gooey and delicious. and ready for instant enjoyment.
Im drunk and they're making me play quiet game. Im scared. Baptists are here
I think he thought he was a gentleman because he bought me the most expensive plan b at cvs
I was cut off by 8, I need to rethink this breakup therapy strategy
Found a single cinnamon toast crunch between my butt cheeks. We did work last night
We got kicked out of Walmart for playing cod with squirt guns of course it was better then prom.
i want to be friends with one of those mini shredded wheat men.
I should have been on a postcard. I was sitting in the middle of the forest with a plate full of pot brownies and missing you.
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
Pretty sure I'm partying in a onesie right now.
He said it was the classiest hand job he ever had because my nails were painted red. We need to go to nicer bars from now on.
It is like...the most transformative hard on I have ever had.
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