Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
its whatevr the fuvk you could ever want is wht it is. i dont wanna read. literacy? overated in my opinion. overated.
I feel like sober is me a distant relative that I only see on christmas..
He told me they were just razor bumps!
i came out of the bathroom and he had christmas lights wrapped up his leg, around his boner, and down the other side
No more Irish car bombs ever.
I just made a steamroller out of a christmas ornament. I feel so festive.
What can I say, your life is charmed. I'm on the couch trying to decide whether or not to puke again.
just printed out my drug dealers resume for him. guess the ecstasy scene slows down when kids move back home for the summer...
i woke up this morning and saw her in my bed and i said to myself, I think I might have a drinking problem.
He just stared me dead in the eye as he continued to beat off. Then said "you were going to catch me sooner or later".
I'll check it out in the morning. Tonight has been reserved for getting baked and covering myself in kittens because THAT IS AN OPTION.
I feel like death crawled up inside me and died. That sick
woke up to a family dragging me under their beach umbrella, they poured water on me bc they "thought I was dead" then fed me quesadillas and nursed me back to health... gotta love Cabo
If he ever pulls my hair again, I'm going to conveniently have lock jaw. Then he can decide whether pain during sex is still fucking appealing.
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