today is my dealer's birthday. i dont know whether to give him the day off or call him saying happy birthday ill take a quarter please
he's drinking at 8 in the morning. it's going to be one of those "or else the terrorists have won" kinda days
Weed smoke burps in the boss's face. Job security.
his phone is always ringing though. It makes me feel like I'm dating a doctor who's always on call.
yeah, dating a doctor sounds much better than fucking your drug dealer.
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
Sorry about sucking tonight. Drunk truck fucking is apparently not my strong point.
We smoked a bowl, ate popcorn, and watched her lava lamp for an hour. it was a quality bonding experience
I haven't even booked my flights yet and I have my drug supply sorted
If he can forgive your lousy blowjobs, you can ignore his terrible driving.
Sleeping with random people is the same as soul searching, right? Ps that wasn't a team name suggestion.
Call me something sexy & ethnic. Like jasmine. But mystical too. Like Mermaid Jasmine. And throw Glitter somewhere in there too.
I think we've entered a low point in our relationship when I'm sending you pictures of pubic hair designs "because they're funny"
im so sad I can't openly talk about acid tab Sundays
I'm shopping for Mother's Day cards while waiting for my herpes medication. What is life.
Also, you think turning 23 is bad, I just ran into the guy that gave my chlymidia
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