You realize if you die tommorow, the last memory i'll ever have of you is your ballsack on skype
its time to go be "that drunk guy nobody knows"....again.
i cleaned the weed out of my bowl, pretended it was a spoon and ate oatmeal with it. my mom cried
on a side note you can NOT make bong water out of a pear
Don't judge me. He's really sexy for a 17 year old. We made nasty in the womens bathroom at the beach. Don't worry. I wore sandals in there.
None of that is ok.
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
I'm sitting at home, day drinking, while watching crossroads with brittany spears. I'm not the person you should be asking for advice right now.
I'm out of mixers so I am using sugar water. Times are tough.
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
I've been laying here all day wondering why my back hurt so bad and then I remembered last night.... When you pushed me through that glass table.
It was the night of "what the fuck have you done with my daughter and where is she" texts from mom...
Netflix, eggnog, and bed? Maybe some hand stuff?
Yeah. I hurt his pride. But he's not over it. And by it I mean me.
He told me that losing me was the biggest mistake of his life. Of course it was. My tits are incredible and I know more about college football than he does.
my night went from a boring school play to hotboxing a car with 3 criminals
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