She asked me how I live with myself. I told her one night at a time.
He gave me a book last time I slept there. Im beginning to feel like a really weird hooker. Like instead of money he gives me random shit he has lying around. like hamburger buns
Slurping strawberries throug a straw. It feels like the kool-aid man is coming in my mouth.
It's kind of hard to say bye to you when you fall asleep on the bar..
It's like split custody, only he's not a kid and they have sex with him.
I am currently watching him baptize himself in a baby pool with a handle of belvedere while wearing a coral dress.
I want to have sex with him.
I want to throw pennies on her stage, or just ripping up a dollor bill and throw them one at a time.
Can't tonight. I'm supposed to get drugs for some college kids. Just doin my part in helping to enlight america's future
Is it possible to be drunk burnt? Like sun burnt but from drinking? Cus I think I that's what it feels like
fond memories of taking my pregnancy test here in this Burger King
I hooked up with a guy that had a beard last night felt like I was building a fucken log cabin
I dont have to work tomorrow im yelling gibberish at squirrels
No that one bar I got kicked out of got closed so that technically doesn't count
I'm just going to assume my unresponsive booty calls are just preparing for the women's march tomorrow
Just realized I've spent more nights sleeping on bathroom floors the last two weeks than in my own bed. It's time to reevaluate my life.
Randomize
