you can't spend the night you always smell like dirty underwear and my roommates complain
My boobs are too big for things to be going this downhill in my life.
I just found a casserole dish in my oven filled with broken glass, blood, and chopsticks. And the REALLY fucked up thing is that finding it answered more questions than it raised.
HE'S EATING THE CONFETTI. STOP HIM NOW.
We all have to be good at something. Mine are writing, drinking, fucking and peer pressure.
I'm sorry I didn't respond. I had a shit day. However, I just masturbated to Adele's Rolling In the Deep while crying. It was oddly therapeutic.
I sent dad a photo of my graduation certificate from drug therapy class. It was his birthday so it seemed appropriate.
so she gave me back a bag of clothing, had some boxers in it...they werent mine.... well that sums up 5 years of my life
Halfway through the night I was hiding in a trashcan. Then I "sobered" up and ran around the house throwing change because I wanted to make my last moments of 2013 charitable.
That sounds promising. I'm twerking to human nature.
Tbh.. I hope he still watches our sex tapes so he can be reminded of what he's missing out
It's 7am. I'm sitting on the curb in last nights clothes with a nose bleed and no idea how to get home. Low moment I feel.
I just watched two birds fight or fuck. It was crazy. Another bird was watching closer and I know that bird understood what was happening better than me.
I'm just glad you didn't end up in Staten Island
I woke up naked holding a taco. My ass couldn't even make it to my bed let alone Staten Island
She woke up, peed in the sink and then passed out again, it's only 2 in the afternoon
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