well I can't set my house on fire every night
I just Organized my jello shots by their colors in my mini fridge for the rest of the week. I'm going places in life.
I just rolled a joint with a page from On The Road by Kerouac. I have never felt like more of a hipster.
id pay someone 5 dollars to tell me whos house im at right now. comfy couch though
Well, as a member of the greater american southwest gay community I just have to mark this as a total loss and you will be missed.
all im saying is that if he was a normal person, he would have fucked me by now.
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
You know what my problem is? I'm like a machine designed for the sole intention of removing the pants from damaged girls.
Sorry I can't go bowling with you guys. I'm getting daytime dick. That's the best kind.
Bailey. He has a soul patch. Idgaf if he was an NFL player. Nobody with a soul patch is attractive.
He turned me into a screamer. Guess I'm really not a lesbian.
I just love it. It's warm and soft and the rest of the world is so mean. My bed would never be mean to me
I need to stop acting like a drunk bitch. People are going to get the right idea about me...
I’m going to try to be less of a cryptic bitch this week. Should be nice.
Wine is the only reason I'm making it in the real world
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