I threw up into my coffee this morning.
Ya know, I lied. I wouldn't mess with him. Not because of the crazy/rehab issues... but because he wears tank-tops.
the igloo is complete. bring your weed and the hat with the floppy ears
I feel like I have streams of color and coldness wrapping around my body.
He burst into tears while I was blowing him. NEVER giving a bj for a graduation present again.
Fell asleep on the Grass at Lolla woke up in the Brown line. What. The. Fuck.
Today wasn't Sunday Funday, it was more like Sunday god is taking a shit on my life day
I was kind of torn between "Wow, this is awkward," and "Wow, my therapist is hung."
I should start wearing my Batman shirt more often when I drink. Good things happen. All sorts of shit.
He picked me up in the very car he devirginized me in, his moms toyota.
Dude I thought she was trying to turn my dick inside out
I told my manager that I would be coming in to work either high from edibles on purpose or tripping on acid by accident so he knows to check my work tomorrow.
Don't judge me like that. At least the house is getting cleaned. If I have to drink and listen to Disney music on repeat for that to happen, so be it.
Thank you, my gorgeous heroine, for being such a total life-saver by giving me rides, forcing me to eat, providing porous absorbant surfaces to bleed on, and everything else you do <3
Im not as flexible as I once was, but I still managed to get eaten out in the front seat of a hummer behind keddies.
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