I just went through her cupboards. Eye patch and sword. nowhere near each other. different shelfs.
called my therapist. she asked if I was sad bc of m.j.'s death. are ppl that pathetic?
you need more empathy. some people get depressed for reasons OTHER than being a whore.
I just snorted a line of adderall through a rolled up business card for the Michigan Law Admissions Office.... Tell me I'm not motivated
I put the beer in my little red riding hood basket.
We drove past his house blaring "Like a virgin" in the middle of the day. pretty sure he heard.
just passed out again, this time at a subway. On a positive not they gave me a free sandwich, pretty sure out pity but at this point i don't care
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
He kept coming back from the bar with hotter girls and just left with two...I feel like I just witnessed something amaZing. Like meeting Jesus and finding out he has no morals either
I fell asleep on the table at Denny's. Told the waitress to wake me up when my burger was there.
the doctor said its the kinda of pregnant you dont recover from
And my coffee table looks like something out of Scarface
I really have to stop having sex with people I sell drugs to...it feels unprofessional
Just so you know in the morning, yes you did send your bartender a snap of your boobs. No I didn't try to stop you because you used sound logic for doing so.
I still can't believe I was army crawling thru his backyard at 2am..
I expected my Sunday morning walk of shame dressed as a sexy Dorothy would get some scorn, but nobody seems to even care
That’s because it’s 2020. The slutty costume walk of shame is a refreshing reminder of a time when wearing masks and catching communicable diseases was a right of passage, not everyday for the foreseeable future.
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