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.
My insides feel lik shag carpet. It is awesome
the line at the liquor store is out the door, and students in line are high-fiving like crazy...i love college snow days
Call 911 I'm faking my own death so this fat chick leaves my room
You broke a cabinet. You were climbing up it and it collapsed on you. Lines were crossed.
reaaaally cool. my cat ate my birth control.
Sorry if I put you in that 'glad we're hanging out but I'm gonna go fuck your cousin' kind of position
i'm sick of coming in second next to bourbon.
ummm im also counting the $14 dollars I gave the old guy to pay for the cab I called for him to take to the hospital last night as part of ur present.
Maybe just the first 2 wks of Nov can be dick detox.
I think I'm the only sober person in the whole bar. If you count drinking less than 10 tequilas sober.
I went through his pics. Will you go with me to get tested?
He fucked me on the hood of my car outside his work, and now I'm paranoid that the doggie day care next door might have security cameras.
What the fuck dude? Now it's a "who is this?" convo going back and forth. Like... helllloooo you just sent me a picture of your penis! I'm entitled to ask who the fuck it is. I can't verify an identity by a body part.
Man, I miss taking bong rips in my room. Now they are bringing dogs around so all my stuff is hidden in random places up in the woods. I literaly have to hunt and gather just to get high.
Randomize
