So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
Best friends brother. Beat that.
I just threw up in a patch of wild flowers on the side of the road. I never knew rock bottom was so beautiful.
I waited so long to accept his friend request that he canceled it. So I added him and when he accepted I deleted him. I wonder how long this will be funny to me
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
I'm tired and starving, and I'm pretty sure I just cost the company 33,000 dollars...fuck you and you're "you'll love going to work high" nonsense.
At one point 12 people dressed in care bear onesies were up on stage grinding super nasty, and two of the girl Care Bears were making out.
If this wasn't a hallucination, we need to go to this magical kingdom every night of the week.
He sent me nudes and then a text asking if I tried the new Cantina Bowl from Taco Bell. He sure does romance right, doesn't he?
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
i think my cat just said my name.
I woke up naked and only wearing cowboy boots, wrapped in a curtain that was still attached to the pole
So... I may have accidentally just sat on a strip of a home waxing kit.. naked... Assistance is definitely needed....
I mean, I've had her boob in my mouth, but is that romance?
I REALLY NEED TO STOP CELEBRATING THAT FUCKING HOLIDAY
yeah....try hearing them in person. it sounds like two muppets going at it
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