For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
Hey its bob the builder. Where did you go?
that's not even the weird part though. he already knew where the bathroom was, he might have been here before..
Shot gunning beers for breakfast. You better be ready for today.
Don't smoke out front when you get home there's gasoline involved I'll tell you later
You'd be surprised how many calories hedonism burns.
I've drank literally 19 beers and am still good. Utah is worthless
So it's ironically funny that my psychiatrist's office and my cocaine dealer's house are on the same street
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock
We climaxed at the same time during ain't no mountain high enough. Does it get more cheesy or domestic for a non relationship?
Just threw up mid-poop. I can't drink like I used to.
I had a dream that we had an entire sofa made out of cocaine.
And god said thou shalt never deny free booze. And it was good.
Other than the whole stab wound in my leg thing, today was pretty good. The nurses all loved me and gave me a sandwich and juice.
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