she was a 2....and a legitimate 2. like, helen keller is a 1, this girl...2.
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
You probably havent been upstairs if you think that the microwave missing its door is bad
"fuck a duck" is spelled out in chinese food on my counter... im kind of nervous to search the rest of my house......
apologized to him about 10 times for being drunk. told him about 15 times that he was "really pretty"
I have surprise drugs for everyone
Im rolling a blunt of encouragement for you to return to
I just found a casserole dish in my oven filled with broken glass, blood, and chopsticks. And the REALLY fucked up thing is that finding it answered more questions than it raised.
Okay. So my choices are the sleeping Guy who looks about twelve and a man that looks like he was the original sandman. Im gonna need a beer for this......
eating jello out of the cup. with my face. while on the toilet. i am at my lowest.
Sean slept in the bushes beside my house again. Any reason he kept screaming/slurring 'it was all a bunch of goddamn lies' through out the night?
Gonna be hard to top last New Year's Eve when the guy I blew came at midnight
I went to an 8am hookup in another guys sweatpants. Who is the really player here?
COME TO THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN AND I WILL GIVE YOU MY SAGE ADVICE.
And by not handle it I mean it makes me want to sit on his face
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