I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
my dad is going to jail this weekend
where are we going to get our weed from?
Idk how she did it. Either she watches freakier porn than I do, or I really need to go get tested.
dude just did a line with screech. dude is fucking creepy
That's not a funny feeling. That's hepatitis. You got it from that bar where everything was sticky.
Well. Your father was, shall we say, privately surfing the Internet when he found a video of you and Kevin. This was on a very public website honey.
By the way, Kevin! OMG good catch honey!
Did i tell you that he's legal and i got his number? Because he's legal and i got his number. THIS BITCH AIN'T GOING TO JAIL YET
For future reference.... When you take a beer out of a 6pack... You don't insert your phone as a substitute.
When you get home...find me in the shower. Only safe place at the moment.
tell me you did not just describe yourself as "hot and bothered"
I had wine for breakfast at 6am, that's how visiting my parents went.
she definitely didn't appreciate it when you justified bringing her home by yelling to me "fat bitches need love too"
I told her it would be awesome. We are all the same people. One of us would always be drunk, one of us would always be hooking up, and one of us would always be crying into a pancake.
I think I'm going to call this chapter of my life story "Weekday day-drinking in the park isn't just for the homeless!"
The fact that a spice girls song is stuck in my head is a great sign that my decisions aren't the right ones at the moment...
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