i met him on craigslist. and no i'm not a hooker.
Ducking stuck downtown...all the fuxkig roads are blixkded
So it turns out the white chocolate in the bathroom is actually soap
i wanted to be an indian when i was a child. apparently you cannot grow up to be an indian.
duuuude. vodka popsicles DO NOT function.
There are sesame seeds in my vagina. This cannot be explained with logic.
My suggestion that we all just smoke some weed was greeted with a uncomfrotable silence and a 'maybe later'. These are not our people
Like. There is beer on the other side of that door and 6 yards in. If he's not back in 20 minutes to let me in, I am using this tree as a battering ram.
literally overdrew my bank account at 3 in the morning to eat subway with 7 sherriffs.
I'm buying drugs in the library...And it's not even finals time. What has my life become?
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
A drawer in my room has nothing but a large feather quill, a wine glass, and a 15" Bowie knife. If you could put my life in a drawer I think that would be it.
WHAT IS ALL THIS WATER BOTTLE FLIPPING NONSENSE? WHAT IS LIT?
YOUTHS.
We have been dating for 5 months. I'm friends with his sister. Yet my number in his phone is still saved as "hot bartender"
ah lol cocaine is strange when I dose I feel like an elephant running through a grocery store
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