Hoooooo maaaaan
Yes?
I'm retarded. Again.
I'm at a Mexican Walmart. Wish you were here.
I have demons in me.
Friends don't let friends talk to people who live in Orlando. Sorry I've failed you.
My lips are sealed. Both pairs.
Home. Hour long discussion with mom. Very frightened. Eating a sausage. Don't remember making it. Confused.
Day #3 of being the only sober person at the bar. This is depression.
We woke up in the room with a hamburger patty on the bed side table, one bun across the room, and the other bun under my pillow. Still don't know who ordered room service.
She said I had a really great aura. Which I think is hippie code for "I bet you can give me a mind melting orgasm"
Just bailed on her the best way possible. Got tickets to the game. Only issue is.... if we lose, we not only lost, but I skipped sex to watch us lose
Power lunch with dad, pain pills and tequila shots. Dad does Monday hard.
I'm never celebrating Galentine's Day again. It was a whorrific mess.
He gave me an extra phone charger for the other side of the bed the other night. Is that love?
And speaking of good acting I may have a sex tape now
Talked a police officer into driving us the 1/2 mile home from the bars because we didn't want to walk. I never knew the back of cop Cars had plastic seats.
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