I haven't seen him in over a year. He asked me to his prom over myspace. Is he fucking serious?
I don't understand why some guys want to have a huge conversation while standing at the urinal with cock in hand...
i need a wealthy benefactor or a cocktail job. or to start stripping. or kill myself. whatever.
Heard you had a bad day. I have vodka, chocolate and my dick here ready to put a smile back on your face.
He said the pain stops when I get my shit together and stop being a drugged out alcoholic mess. Could have just said no.
Sweet! It'll be a "that-minor-I-used-to-serve-alcohol-to-is-no-longer-a-minor" party!!!
he keeps various drugs in his kitchen cupboard like groceries. that is my new life goal as an adult.
Drunk you wants to be petty, not you you.
Wake up. Smoke. Masturbate while eggos cook. Go back to bed. Smoke. Body spray shower. Beer with breakfast. Class. Morning of a champion.
Ive realized that in order for me to understand math, my professor has to be hot.
He started me on Celexa. I think I feel like Bjork. Is that normal?
Like... my feet feel like little octopuses, and they want to swim to the next room.
Please god tell me you aren't pregaming your date alone.
He's making me do the dishes for the next month and half because I shit in the bath tub...
Watching a guy pay his tab with a check. Jesus dude...
I lost my cyber virginity to a guy I barely knew in high school while a Togepi Plushie watched.
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