I just had an epiphany. There is NOTHING TO STOP ME from making cake mix and eating it all instead of making a cake. It feels like my entire life has peaked at this moment.
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
I'm drinking a margarita out of my 'best bj' trophy and it tastes like victory.
That drug basically just makes anything that's in your mouth awesome
Even my Russian and Serbian roommates think I drink to much.
You should see the damage i did to the apartment last night. So many broken things and butter sticks stuck to windows.No memorys
I sent her 8 pictures of my dick in a baked potato. Not sure how I thought that would get me laid later.
Blood and glitter go together right?
We are cuddling. She is so cute when she is too high to be a loud bitch.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
with great strapon comes great responsibility.
Walking my dog and eating a taco in last night's dress.. Classy
I also don't hate being called a giant sack of cheese. Is that weird?
Have you ever given your heart and soul to someone and they turn out to be nothing but a great fuck that makes a mean grilled cheese because same
Just sold my panties for 40 bucks to some rando dude at the gay bar. I think I found a way to fund next years spring break trip. Hello cancun!
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