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You don't miss them. You miss the person you thought they were.
This morning I wake up to what looks like a porn stars crime scene. I am convinced, ambien is really rufinol.
When you close your eyes and turn up the music everything suddenly becomes clear.
When one door closes yet the other won't open.
Kick it the fuck down.
So here we are, I'm in your head.
Confidence is hot. Put it on. Wear it well.
The trick to it all, is shutting the fuck up,
I really have nothing to bitch about, my mother hasn't called.
Say what you mean or you'll get what you don't want.
Sometimes you just have to cash out your karma bank and start bouncing some universal checks. Because fuck this shit already.
You're a cunt with a capital UNT.
I have a cartoon avi.
You have 35 filters.
I love you so much; I dug a hole the size of your ex in the backyard.
I really don't give a fuck what happened to Beth.
DG: I gave the dude a blowjob, do you think he liked it? Me: Is this a trick question?
Its not the truth that hurts. Its the pain of pulling your head out of your ass and being blinded by the light of day.
Never use profanity. Unless you live on the East Coast. Where it is considered punctuation and shit.
You're my favorite asshole. Don't fuck it up.
When someone says "everything happens for a reason," I stab them and laugh, just so they know I understand.
Go on with your bad self.
JUST. GO. THE. FUCK. ON.
Really good guesser, pop-up and picture book enthusiast. Music is my religion. My mother is an asshole.