I don't make mistakes...just understandable bad choices.
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
home. puking in laundry basket.
the sex wasnt even worth changing my sheets
I woke up hungover and opened my laptop to find that i had googled alcoholism again
He came on my chest. Sat back and said "hey it sorta looks like lake michigan!" kill me now...
Im so tired of dysfunctional exs fucking up my relationships with future dysfunctional exs
i've been lying on top of my bed for the past 20 minutes
i'm about to blow half an adderall though and try to rally
So for future reference.... it's a little unnerving when I can't get hold of you, and the last communication we had was, "Oh fuck... It's tequila"
Can't we have real sex instead of you just thrusting the air near me?
After 7 months of nothing.. shall we throw your vagina a party? as its reinstatement into society?
I need a costume
Dude just wear a bra or something hahaha
I only want to come over for sex and blueberry pancakes
WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH A CONVICT
Boredom is so much more tolerable when you're stoned off your ass.
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