It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
dude, you're being a jerk.
sorry, didn't mean to pull a Cheney
well on the bright side, he charges $60 for an eighth
so he'll probably take me somewhere nice
there were at least 5 of us standing around the bathroom stall cheering you on to throw up.
I'll call it a relationship when I stop masturbating after he goes to sleep
I'm currently trying to decide if crown or wild turkey will hurt worse coming back out through my nose later.
It's a piss down the stairs of the hotel kind of night
Oh and in case you were wondering it is not a good idea to eat weed brownies and then go out to the bar. When I got off the bar stool my high had just hit me and I felt like Bambi taking his first steps
I got eye-fucked by an 80 year old man wearing a cowboy hat while I was singing country. How do you think karaoke went?
It's titled "A countdown to death. A psychological look at the downward spiral of actress Lindsay Lohan and her inevitable Hollywood demise" This dissertation is genius. Not a single sober moment for either Lindsay or myself. Good stuff!
Most people would probably take his lack of responses as a queue to stop. But nope, not me. I just keep going. And that's why I don't have a bf, just a little weinered friend
I'm looking for whatever I can find, and afford without having to eat my emotional support cat
My life has hit a new low, I just licked MDMA of someone's bed.
All I've done today is nap, eat candy and get off from my vibrator. I didn't know it was possible to be THIS single.
i woke up on the floor in front of the fireplace and my last google search was "fuck sponges"
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