Also, I'm sitting at a crosswalk watching two Mexican gangs fight each other. I miss you too. A lot.
Laying in bed naked with the guy I just fucked, talking to his WIFE who's sitting across from us like we're having a fucking tea party. This is interesting.
my mouth smells like i just ate out a crab.
so i just drove past a racoon and a kid on a long board... god i love 4am white castle runs
Today's dinner table topic: the probablity of my dad turning gay if he ever left my mom.
Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you. And then you show up half naked at my door with a half gal of vodka, and I remember why.
You realize at the bar last night we blew on imaginary whistles like rose from titanic right?
So his "youporn" cam totally caught me stealing quesadilla leftovers.
I woke up in solitary confinement, wheb they moved me the guy that sold me the pill of Molly at the concert was in the police waiting room, we nodded to each other.
He just sent me a picture of himself naked while cooking pancakes and he made the caption "bitchin' in the kitchen"
Ugh contemplating vodka and chocolate protein powder as this Capri sun and vodka isn't really cutting it
I offered him midol and told him "it always helps my period so maybe it'll help yours"
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
I blame everything on you. My broken heart, my fucked up liver and my twisted mind.
i found a picture from last night of you sat on the floor naked, covered in butter and crying. care to explain?
I was hoping you could tell me..
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