Punching out my feelings with @mobwivez (at Title Boxing Club)
I woke up like this (under a deeply unsettling One Direction blanket).
I’ve got a racking cough and a bag of tamales, let’s party.
Raising the stakes on his possible infected sebaceous neck cyst. Who said romance is dead.
if the government isn’t going to pay for my college they could at least pay for my lacy lingerie