I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
If your still trying to figure out the moment I stopped caring; it was the point in which you said "I really wasn't sure whose baby it was"
if you don't go to jail tommorow I'll buy you a 40. Motivation.
I just realized that the music from spongebob is also used in real sex HBO.
i asked if you wanted help changing your sheets after you threw up in bed. you politely declined. i take no responsibility after that.
you kept saying "no santa, im not having sex with you. it's not your holiday".
My glasses smell like tequila. I just put them on and almost threw up.
Ok that kid was ether gay or 12 with a beard.
I want to die. Marc and I were making out in the hallway and fell into a fire hose in a glass case. It shattered everywhere. Everyone thought we fell out a window. I think I have glass in my back. Awesome.
I'm thinking about slathering myself with peanut butter and going to the dog park. What's the worst that could happen?
I think I'm at a stage of my life where I subconsciously purposefully fuck everything up just to see if I can find a way out of it.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
After the first time we had sex he kept saying "I'm proud of you" over and over again
the bartender goes "wow its so good to see you sober" and gives me a hug
I'm sitting in the car vaping at an elementary school to try and deal with the stress of existing. About how i thought being 30 would go for me tbh
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