I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
I hope im prettier
yea, just so you know this whole self-loathing thing is getting pretty fucking annoying
he spent the whole night trying to convince me into a2m. i won't even use the pb til i clean the jelly knife. i love him but it's not going to happen.
I threw up under water while wearing a hockey helmet last night. Awesome.
He shouted my World of Warcraft name while we were having sex, and he was sober.
My mom seriously just told me my insurance company pays for rehab. In an email. I expect a real, not just us joking, intervention coming on. I'm not accepting a "lunch date" with that bitch.
I feel like if you stuck me in a room with all my old toys it'd be the best high ever.
I told him "thank you for wearing a turtleneck yesterday, I no longer have a strong erg to have sex with you. " He is no longer speaking to me.
So yeah you need to stop having near death experiences at McDonalds.
you left me with this keg alone. this is on your hands
rolling absolute tits, turn on the red lights for when i get home.
There's something really beautiful about walk of shaming past the Capitol.
All I wanted was to die alone with my dogs....how did I end up here
I don't know if I should laugh or punch you
Kid walks in and orders 24 Mcdoubles and 14 large fries, as he's handing me the money he tells me he lost at rock paper scissors so he had to do the munchie run.
I'm laying backwards. On the stairs. Eating carrots. And drinking from a captain Morgan bottle.
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