Don’t Speak, I know What You’re thinking…
My voice ran away to elope in Vegas because its such a fucking whore.
I am my mother’s daughter.
Vodka + Krrrratom = Extremely drunk person, one fun night, and a terrible headache. 
Morgan
This morning Mr. Morgan got me intoxicated. :( No wait, not sad face. It was quite fun. I expect to see him later tonight. I’m quite confused as to what I am doing. This post makes no sense.
I love Luke <3