called my therapist. she asked if I was sad bc of m.j.'s death. are ppl that pathetic?
you need more empathy. some people get depressed for reasons OTHER than being a whore.
remember about an hour ago when i told you i was never drinking again? i may or may not be mixing malibu with caprisun. just saying.
A lesson I learned in the hospital....when you masturbate while attached to a heart monitor, it scares the nurses a lot.
I pulled my tongue muscle last night. your welcome.
Sometimes I wonder how you ever made friends then I remember it's because you blew your way to semi-relevance
Oh shit I just realized the ropes are still tied to the bedposts
took some adderal to make my alochol withdrawl less shitty. now im just concentrating on how badly i need a drink
I thought I could grab a hold of my stream of urine. So she left pretty soon after that.
I refused to call him anything but Drake eyebrows all night.
Lack of response to this text gains you a half hour of freedom before I initiate operations to conclude you are not, in fact, comatose. You requested no mercy.
Bourbon is too strong for my cat, he does not want to drink it
I don't know if the fact that I carry lube in my purse means I'm living life right or I'm doing it wrong..
I'm drinking apple juice and champagne while watching crossroads..like the classy bitch that i am.
Oh BTW the next time I see you I don't care where we are your dick will be going into some part of my body.
her idea of a romantic time is a bottle of jager, some Guacamole and chips.
can't go wrong with guac.
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