well. it's seven AM and i'm too high to hula hoop.
Struggs. It's also 90 degrees out but I'm not sure I can feel heat or cold any more. Too hungover.
you left saying you wanted to "go piss on that girl's doorstep" and we didn't see you the rest of the night
that actually explains a lot
I literally told her "she's a sandwich I'd like to make" and that's all it took
just texted my dealer that i could taste the blue but not the cheese. i said i could taste blue.
Grass is always greener, Allison, grass is always greener
The grass is drunker and I'm lying down on it
I spent the last 6 months operating under the assumption that I HADNT fucked a paramedic. I was wrong.
I'm not sure... But I think I just found a porno I starred in during my black out week of '08.
She just left someone a voicemail saying 'you better not have plans Saturday night, cause I'm going to sit on your face.'
i don't think i have enough personality to make it through this date sober.
The first thing I did in 2015 was suck a dick.....so.....
who are you talking about my vagina to?!
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
Florida is balancing how much this place sucks with how many vodkas you can have to cope in order to still be allowed on the plane to leave
I didn't think you wanted your identity stolen along with your dignity. My mistake.
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