I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
apparently they started giving me water shots and i couldnt tell the difference
Pish posh, there's never a bad time to eat food off my body.
Just found a hundred dollar bill on the ground. Hope you're looking to drink tonight
working out is totally making me break out.. i'm doomed to forever be either a butterface or a butterbod. there is no way out.
New plan: we get a little bit drunk and go to 24 hour fitness and be eachothers wing people so we can hit on in shape hot people at a gym instead of drunk idiots at a bar.
He just said he wasn't going to drink on Saturday because he was drinking on Thursday and Friday...we need new friends.
I'm considering failing out of my last semester of college just so I can keep fucking him.
Hungover and I may throw up in my therapist's office. Maybe he is right about my drinking
I feel like I got hit by a truck. Or a baby dinosaur. One of them ran over my body and then stuck me in a blender of fire and storm clouds
They were loudly fucking last night and there was way too much conversation involved. It wasn't even dirty talk, it was more like "your doing it wrong" talk
im far more worried about your salsa intake than your weed intake
If you need me I'll be getting drunk in a chewbacca onsie like a real adult.
Wanna get drunk and play candy land? If so you are 2 steps behind.
I'm seeing how far I can grow my leg hair out before Jason will say anything. I'm up to an inch
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