Stoned at DSW. SO MANY SHOES! THEY'RE FREAKING ME OUT.
this whole healthcare thing got me thinking.. without knowing it my parents are now going to be paying for my dealer to be able to live..
we took turns throwing up in the kitchen sink last night...no i am not doing the dishes
My mom seriously just told me my insurance company pays for rehab. In an email. I expect a real, not just us joking, intervention coming on. I'm not accepting a "lunch date" with that bitch.
I understand that I gave you a nose bleed with a cheeto last night and for that I apologize
I don't remember. I think I elluded to the fact that I would buy him a dildo for his birthday.
He bought me a pink rose and a Plan B. I really like this guy.
THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD LET ME CHUG VODKA.
Seriously! We need to take her a thank you note or something. She puts up with the drugs and the extremely loud sex. She deserves a thank you card.
I'm starting to think I didn't bring enough liquor for this family Christmas.
It's 2 pm....
I did the walk of shame in nothing but a sleeping bag and now I'm on my way to pick up plan B. Let's not make a habit of this.
Sounds like a good New Years
I've counted 3,503 loops of fabric on my carpet so far. FUCK YOU ACID!!!
Thanks for setting a pic of your balls as my desktop background. You'll find you're cc'ed on the mass email of it.
The only good thing about the sex was that he finally cracked the spot on my back that's been hurting.
Well as if this year didn't suck enough already, I can now count 2015 as the year I got chlamydia
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