just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
How come the only thing we can do right in our lives is drugs?
I just found three unopened cans of PBR behind our futon that I think I was saving for winter.
The higher i get, the less gay he looks, and the more i want to make out with him. This is dangerous.
Still can't decide which I'm more disappointed about: the blow job I gave him or the donuts I ate after.
If I go there, please come with. It will accelerate the lesbian rumor but be totally worth it.
98% is good enough for me. Kinda like birth control. Worth the risk
I woke up naked dangling by my feet from the balcony over his foyer. He's officially my new favorite booty call.
Just walked into your room to get my clothes and he's still passed out in your bed. Remind me to high five you when you get home
My ninety day supply of adderal just came in the mail and I literally just dumped all 180 pills into my hands and laughed like a maniac. Shits about to get cray
We're exchanging our favorite porn sites at 9 am. I think this brings our relationship to a whole new level
watching spice world high feels so wrong yet so right
First things first, I always get more drunk than the birthday girl. Like, who's idea was it to sing karaoke? I killed it.
Woke up naked with a post-it that said "don't ask questions" on my ass...i know im not supposed to ask but uhm what did I do?
I'm eating dinner with his parents and my phone goes "MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY!" Thanks.
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