Its about making memories worth repressing
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
He's a collector of sorts
Any cool stuff?
You should see the collection of booggers in the carpet next to his desk
This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
Well besides you comparing him to your dead cat, I'd say it was fine.
Everything I own smells like cigarettes and victory right now. The smell is never coming out.
i just got banned from the m&m's website for trying to get poon slayer written on my custom order
I tried to walk home in my heels. And I fell into a snow bank. And then I cried and a policeman came up to me and said I can't sit in a snowbank and got me a cab. So maybe that's where I left my credit card. I remember the cop asking me if I was old enough to drink, too. OMG. How embarrassing. Pretty sure I told him to "leave me alone."
I'm sorry I told you to go fuck yourself after you said good morning to me when I was hungover.
I don't think I'm gonna survive today. I don't remember how to walk. I must crawl 6 blocks to my bed.
new low: I blocked him from seeing my snapchat story in hopes he will text me because he'll be afraid I'm dead or something
I described my life as a 7 layer cake of death
Bill says he deeply regrets the incident with the soda bottle
I accidentally stubbed my dick
What does that even mean?
I don’t care if there’s a pandemic. My husband gave me a hall pass for my 40th birthday and I’m going to use it!
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