last night i found where hot topic managers go to die after they get fired.
I just saw the host of Singled Out do standup. Holy shit 1995.
spring break forecast: sunny with a chance of shitshow
Found plan b box covered with blood. In kitchen sick. Pickle jar is empty. Wtf happened?
Oh god. It's like a broken faucet. My guts sound like a bilge pump clogged with golf balls and cake frosting.
Hey, it's Thrasher! From the hospital!
I walking on her passed out on her bed, clutching a burrito and the walking dead dvd on replay.
Some toppless girl just walked past me in the hall and gave me half a carton of smokes. I have never been more aroused.
my biography would be titled "haunting truths and dick jokes: a tale of love, loss, and masturbation."
Seriously, he's as bad as Joffrey. I hope this ends like Game Of Thrones did.
Decided to stop by the store on my walk of shame. I must really look like shit, a six year old girl just walked up to me and said "my mommy wanted me to tell you Jesus loves you." Thanks kid.
Beer. Pizza. Seething Rage. I will be full of two of these things tonight. You get to decide which two.
But actually he solved 40% of my life problems just in one dicking
It's OK, I woke up in a drag queen's bed last weekend. It took me forever to get the glitter out of my cleavage.
I was peer pressured into smoking weed by a bunch of LGBTQ teenagers
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