called my therapist. she asked if I was sad bc of m.j.'s death. are ppl that pathetic?
you need more empathy. some people get depressed for reasons OTHER than being a whore.
So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
Well at one point you put icyhot on your feet because you lost your shoes and it was snowing outside.
The plants looked thirsty. Growing plants need mimosas too.
She just ended a sentence with "and he doesn't even mind my herpes..."
I lost my grandmas ring. Probably during the handjob.
BTW. If I show up really drunk and dressed a cowboy, don't be alarmed
The 3 year old I'm babysitting is the first guy to tell me he loves me sober in like 2 years
I took a cab from the club to the grocery store. I needed peanut butter.
he cock-blocks himself, don't try to make excuses for him!
It gave me the St Patrick's Day nickname Slutty McShitfaced. I've never felt so understood.
Can I just lay in bed and you pour vodka through a funnel in my mouth?
I laid naked in his bed as he brought me an ice cream sandwich so I would say everything worked out great
Maybe snorting K off penises isn't healthy
On a unprofessional note, there's a new girl in photo.
That wasn't unprofessional. The fact that I'm going to fuck her is unprofessional.
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