My rats are drinking wine. I am drinking with rats. God i am so alone.
Well I woke up with spatula marks on my ass and burns on my hands.
I have two stamps on my hand....ones from the bar and one is from an aquarium...care to explain?
he has a puerto rico area code and says his name is johnny cash. extremely suspect
It was a deal breaker when she told me not to wear a condom and god would decide if we were meant to be together.
I'm currently making some changes in my life. If you don't hear from me anymore, then you're probably one of them. Or I'm dead.
The guy I fucked in San Diego is camping with us for coachella... Awk.
I swear I can feel something in my uterus. Like, I can feel his sperm searching for an egg. Wtf...
No more twerking this week. I think I dislocated a boob.
I did stay at work til 5 but for the last hour I was just taking naked pics on my desk for some tinder guy
I think getting right with the Lord should involve more than me and a bottle of tequila.
I wasn't supposed to sleep w him. So of course I sent him gps location to my bed.
Dude...itll be a youre-still-a-dick-but-a-hot-one-angry-hate-evil-spite kinda fuck. This is acceptable.
If i'm not ready, make sure i'm alive. Not passed out dead in the shower.
I'll still do breakfast to celebrate the life you've had.
she keeps trying to brush her hair with leaves and insisting she's not high
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