i dont think there is any level of not caring that i havent covered in the last month
its a saturday night. im home alone watching legally blonde, eating week old birthday cake and drinking milk out of the carton. so yeah im doing real well
bad decision 37: pregaming the antique store
so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
from the looks of the bare footprints in the snow it looks like i was dancing in circles which explains the frozen puke
You said eat breakfast. So i poured Baileys on top of m&m's. It taste just like like cereal I swear.
not much sitting here stoned eating my little sisters halloween candy and judging each individual hersheys candy bar and after much deliberation by the selection committee the original hersheys chocolate bar won
I will fuck him senseless, no need for a priest.
I only have one eye to read your texts because I just stabbed one out after reading that last text.
The fact that he offered to stop once he stuck it in my ass was sadly the most considerate thing anybody's ever done for me.
I was drunk and really grossed out when you poured cheese on me and, I guess I just freaked out.
but seriously, an anthropology paper shouldn't be hard if you're trashed, right?
I had sex with a boy who lives in a closet, that's like having sex with Harry Potter, right?
There's hope in those eyes, for a better tomorrow or more cocaine, we may never know, but there's hope.
Woke up with a grilled cheese in my hand, it was like god giving me a high five for the night before
I woke up with a giant paw print on the side of my face, my jaw hurts, and I have no idea how any of this happened.
Randomize
