Do you know that poor pathetic girl that we should be friends with
Dual....:-)
I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
I walked downstairs and there were 50 sorority girls. I wasn't expecting an audience during my walk of shame.
We had to coat check the pizza.
There's a fried egg and an empty bottle of reddiwhip in the parking lot. Did you have fun last night?
I'm not leaving bed today. And i guess my drunken ass last night hit my roommate in the face with a tiki torch then proceeded to cry while carrying around a picture of he who must not being name. I'm a piece of work.
I've got to stop giving the gift of vagina for every occasion. I'm exhausted.
his name is devion and he has a voice like velvet and handcuffs
You're the third person who's asked me for an afternoon blow connection in one day. Unreal.
That's more of a you-issue than a me-issue
The lady at target couldn't scan my grocery item and just looked at me and said "just take it. I hate this fucking place". Best munchie adventure yet.
I seriously need to grocery shop. I have a slice of cheese, and alcohol.
I was so high I just stared at the papa john's app on my phone and cried
I wiped my ass with a McDonalds wrapper. I've hit an all time low. Sorry for my impatience
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