no matter what anyone tells you, fucking a catholic school girl...
no matter what anyone tells you, fucking a catholic school girl is totally, totally, totally over-rated. in truth and actuality - you have about a three hour window in her ENTIRE lifetime to actually have sex with her and enjoy it. this would be after the graduation ceremony and before the inevitable party where she’ll have more wayward dick put in her than a truck stop urinal. any time after that three hour window and all that repressed sexual energy eventually forces its way out over the course of her 20’s like a Vaginal Crock Pot set to the “Fuck You, Dad” setting.

clembastow: Daisy Lowe & Catherine McNeil - Terry...
clembastow: Daisy Lowe & Catherine McNeil - Terry Richardson for Pirelli Calendar 2010 oh man, now i want to be a tire.

"Irene gathers her belongings and says her final goodbyes, then calls Stephen outside for one l
“Irene gathers her belongings and says her final goodbyes, then calls Stephen outside for one last chat. She calls him a homosexual and Stephen calls her a bitch. He then races back into the house and grabs the stuffed dog Irene sleeps with, which he had recently hidden from her. He runs outside and throws it into the water, then runs up to the car, opens the passenger door, and slaps Irene in the face.” - The Real World: Seattle, Episode 15. (via jeninla) THAT WAS EPIC TELEVISION.

dubliner: krispayne: lotusmodern: bohemea: Leighton...
dubliner: krispayne: lotusmodern: bohemea: Leighton Meester Ok so I helped make this picture about 3 weeks ago and it’s already on the dashboard? wtf? What was the shoot for?

that’s whats so fucking cool about dating a socialite....
that’s whats so fucking cool about dating a socialite. she’s going to have so many rad stories about how one time at the Paper GQ Sassy launch afteryparty she was talked to by Jude “Fucking” Law (he added the “Fucking”) a fat mime in a little coat Michael Cera, on a three day meth binge and how nobody likes a quitter racists dont tip fat people know where all the exits are its like playing Mad Libs except there’s cocaine everywhere. sort of like my 8th grade