alone in the kitchen at 4 am eating a hotdog.
meet me or not, i'm out of control
Right before he passed out, he said "Stuporman, coming in for a landing"
Dont judge me. He may have been ugly but he was INCREDIBLE. He's like the Susan Boyle of sex.
I just found blacked-out interviews on my voice recorder. Go journalism.
pouring popcorn down my shirt before we went to the bar was the best idea ever. it was delicious and convenient.
I have bruises everywhere. I think I took "the drinks are strong" as more of a challenge than a warning.
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
I'm smoking a bowl and pondering why we haven't discovered teleportation again.
Super awkward that I just now realized I added no verb to the first statement about super hero porn. We were watching it, not making it. Clarity.
She really has to stop the coke at some point. Won't she run out of money eventually?
Won't she run out of nose eventually?
Just remembered I railed lines while holding a puppy
you told the police officer you wanted to be just like her one day but not a lesbian
"I licked someones beard, because I can."
So I had Xanax for breakfast & I'm probably going to fuck my tennis instructor.
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