so the chest pain/shortness of breath/overdose guy we just took to tm hospital is now running down market street from the police in a gown holding his iv.
franzia sundays are my new favorite holiday
i would have smoked before this dance, how ever i have surgery Monday and I looked up weed and anesthesia and fatalities was mentioned, so i decided that it would be a bad idea
probs a good idea
i like the whole idea of life and being alive
you sure you're not high?
Is it obsessive that I keep picking my crazy sex rug burn scab so it leaves a scar I can remember him by?
Even my vagina gasped.
I'm reciting my presentation (beer in hand) on the porch to a snowmen audience.
It's like she can't drink without using a flambongo
I think we've had way too many heart to hearts in the Mc Donalds parking lot for this to be a healthy relationship
I cNt phones. tingles in my fingles. jingles
Besides. I don't even really like sex because it feels great. I like it because for thirty minutes I own that guys ass.
New rule. If he's too busy to put the "H" in "what" then I'm too busy to put his D in me.
woke up. showered n got ready. had sex. and was still 15 minutes early to work... its gonna be a good day!
The creeper at the bar just realized we have the same birthday and bought me four beers already. He walked off so I took his change and dashed, i'm bringing the case over now.
Too hungover to brush my teeth. took a swig of menthol schnapps instead. lazy or incredibly efficient?
Youre my hero
I thought he was hot. You know, in a “I’ve gone batshit insane and want blood for the blood god” sort of way.
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