I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
Christmas on farmville was waaaaay better than my actual Christmas.
I'm watching ellen!
just because im gay does not mean you need to notify me every time you watch the ellen degeneres show
The only thing I really remember is repeating "I hope I still have a job on Monday". Oh and pulling my boob out of my dress.
So I take it the company Christmas dinner went well then...
I mean, I thought you would respect me for turning your life around for the better. It seems just yesterday that I found you in a ditch with a cock in your mouth.
I drank toilet water last night, I can't answer you because my phone is in rice.
Megan brought her friend up last night, greeted her by drunkedly taking a piss all over her duffle bag of clothing
Last night dinner was cinnamon buns and whiskey. At least tonight I had a fajita with my cookies and tequila. I may be a little stressed about these end of semester tests.
Did she owns a vibrator that will set off seismic activity.
Did I mention I hooked up with another country star? I think I need some sort of trophy for each time, yah know? Or like a sash and I win a badge or patch for each person. Like a slutty Girl Scout.
fuck off. It's 10am and I'm drink gin and ginger ale through a twizzler straw. My life is marvellous
I accidentally told my mom I broke my drug nail this weekend
we were clicking our heels together saying theres no place like home, while the cops were tellin us to call our parents and tell them what happened.
My vibrator turned on under my pillow when I was taking a nap this morning... I nearly shit my pants.
Do thigh high boots and a ball gag count as a costume?
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