I'm holding in my pee so that I can hear "Cowboy" in its entirety on the radio
I'm skeptical of all drag queens.
the recession has oofficially hit my standards.
Sorry I had passed out by this time I think, with the chicken fingers ON my face in my bed, with all the lights on, and ketchup all over.
so exactly what does one wear to an abortion clinic?
Oh and fyi, I've been drinking and about to do free weights. I'll late you know how this goes.
That's like rubbing a penis in my face and not giving it to me.
They were lying down in the parking garage pretending to be speed bumps...
I don't want to talk about her cat for two hours only to dry hump till I'm blistered. Not worth it.
Outta milk. Using rum instead for pancake mix. Drunk Thursday is a gooo
he broke into my appartment and left me a waffle maker...
I swear to god little potato creatures live inside Belvedere bottles and claw at your throat as you swallow shots.
There's lube and condom packets all over the street we missed something awesome.
1) break up with him. 2) feel bad. 3) fuck some other guy. 4) feel better. Boom! Life plan. You're welcome.
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
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