You ran away and I found you three blocks later lying by a dumpster because "that's where your life belongs"
she said, and i quote, "i want to black out with my rack out"
In retrospect - making it rain salt all over our kitchen was not one of my best ideas.
I drunk madeout with my mom last night. it's guna be an awkward breakfast.
Definately laid on the floor of the shower this morning drinking the water as it fell on me.
No cash. I had to buy four bowls of soup to meet the credit card limit. I'm not even upset. SO MUCH SOUP.
I'm just gonna eat nachos and wine fruit forever.
I just found my lube on the ground next to my bed. I would pay money to find out what the fuck happened that night.
I'm very aware of my heart moving the blood in my body.
So, my love of dick may have landed me in a cult. On the bright side, I now have a discount at Spencer's.
I just need you to appreciate that this is the first time I've ever been cut off and it's at an airport bar in Philly before 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
Her boyfriend offered to buy me a vibrator. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
I made out with the uber driver for free weed, I thought he deserved it
What. The. Fuck.
You'll have to be more specific. I do a lot of "what the fuck" kind of stuff
Whenever I have a bad day I just look at the negetive pregnancy test I keep in my purse and remind myself things could be alot worse.
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