I'm in a room alone pouting because I got the wrong nachos at taco bell.
I know. I just don't want anything else. I have no other desire. Just a ham sandwich.
I honestly don't know what to make of that.
A ham sandwich would be nice.
apparently i found nail polish and started playing a game i made up called "paint a nail, do a shot"
Some guy just bought a handle of cuervo, a curling iron, and a power drill. Paid with a jar of change. I'm torn between avoiding him and befriending him..
She is ok w me having sex for money. Just gotta find rich grandmas.
As the guy I'm having sex with on the side I shouldn't ask you how to dump my boyfriend. But you are the most emotionally detached person I know.
In the last six hours i have procured a free sandwich, watched three movies, and came to orgasm. If that isn't productivity then i don't know what is.
you got drunk, told him he looked like shaggy and said 'I wouldn't show you my mystery machine for all the scooby snacks in the world'
Any chance the bar is open now? Also who's wedding is this?
wtf guys I thought we agreed on no more knives. So much for not destroying the house
I have tasted many bathrooms
I think people are normalizing furries
I only spent $42 at the bar last night, it's some sort of miracle.
you do remember it was dollar beer night, right?
That answers my next five questions
look, bitch. one day when everyone i care about deserts me for my severe moral depravity, you're going to be the only one i have.
i can't wait.
I'm going to blow a ton of money on sex toys just so I can tell you to do better than them.
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