are you still at the devil's house?
i need a wealthy benefactor or a cocktail job. or to start stripping. or kill myself. whatever.
im spending all my christmas money on new years parafanalia aka things I will ingest or lose by the next morning
I was to drunk to drive all the way up there, so we just had rough phone sex instead
Just sit in your kitchen floor until something speaks to you.
he wrote me a grocery list while i was passed out. every other item was gin. it went on for 4 pages.
I tried to tell him I love him but it came out something like "We're both fucked up and it works."
No, he's ok. He just broke his teeth on the stripper pole. No biggie.
Curled up in the fetal position, trying not to throw up or think about my future, and humming songs from musicals to myself. You?
Um went out in San Francisco last night and ignored someone hitting on me. So they bit my arm. Lmfao PLEASE TELL ME THIS ISNT THE SINGLE LIFE
PS- My flight is being emergency landed bc someone smuggled cats on the plane.
Science requires me to take a picture of your nipples.
He was publicly touching my boobs before I even knew he's a famous World Cup skier.... That's how hot he was
Wine. Check.\nDino chicken nuggets. Check.\n#IssaParty
I ordered from the drive thru as i was peeing on the menu
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