he promised me brunch in the morning so i felt like it was ok....i really need to get a job.
my mom just told me its unladylike to have toothpaste stains on my clothes all the time.. if she only knew.
I woke up and someone had put toast at my feet. I was SO. HAPPY.
I brought his matress to the living room we're laying on it listening to rick james drinking vodka
I mean Grimace is basically just a big piece of purple shit and he is loved way more than the hamburglar just to put it into perspective
Night. I'll wake u up at 6 with the unfinnished vodka bottle so be prepared young grasshoper. U have much to learn.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
This is why I need to move out...so my naked vomit covered walk of shames to the bathroom are only witnessed by one other person who is equally as pathetic as me and the cat
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
Ok I am NOT pregnant. I could shove coal up my vagina and my uterus would turn it into a diamond in a matter of minutes
i just want to be sober by dinner like is that too much to ask
Yup on the verge of buzzed and drunk. I managed to make my way into my cat's box house to fall asleep. I'm comfortable
I just bout myself an edible arrangement for myself and had it delivered to work. I even wrote myself a note. This is a new low for me.
I'm fine w planning around your penis prospecting. Saturday it is.
He said "I can't believe I had sex with a cat lady". Am I flattered or is this a new low?
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