You were right. It hurts to walk today.
My therapist told me it was ok for me to "take risks" now. Cue the hookers and blow.
this is a time for prayers...seriously
let us hold hands and pray.. sweet baby jesus please bring us some sweet sweet man loving this homecoming weekend to aid our lonely vaginas it has been a long couple of weeks amen.
We lit firecrackers from NYE in the fireplace and he was so passed out that he slept through it.
the back of my hand read, "say no to drugs." my palm read, "say yes to shots." when the fuck did I write that?
So like 5 seconds in I realize I knew him in 3rd grade and I went limp in his mouth. It felt like I just murdered the last unicorn ever. Going straight never felt like an option till now.
Maybe I'm just didn't notice and imagined a different penis as a Freudian coping mechanism?
Im about to smoke a huge bowl. My penis is so happy. Who needs girls.
The cab driver gave me a church card yesterday and said I should reconnect with god.
Then he gave me 2 tickets to a movie he's going to be in
The staples of my diet are Labatt Blue, Xanax, and brick cheese.
I should have never moved out...
Will you be super villain lesbian lovers with me for halloween?
Btw...refried beans is a terrible thing to throw up.
I slept on her porch...in her dads handcuffs
Once again I let my vagina make the decisions...that and vodka :(
There is way too much butt cleavage here for a formal event.
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