things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I'm sorry for the crack den comment. You have a lovely apartment.
have you ever noticed that homeless people never have acne. suck it proactive
Well, I'm eating cake, watching wedding videos of people I don't know, and crying. Clearly I'm a vision of mental health today
SANTA'S REAL. I GOT MY PERIOD.
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I feel like just to watch it, I need to be high. To understand it, I'd need enough drugs to kill an elephant.
Right now, millions of people are waking up to get ready for work, start their day, and be productive members of society. I just found a 40 stashed in my fridge. I'm getting daybreak drunk. Zero fucks are given.
Isn't being unemployed beautiful sometimes?
So he drunk messaged me last night telling me he wants a baby. Think I should call his bluff?
It is a bad day indeed when you learn that your boy toy looks better in your dresses than you do
You ripped my pants off and gave me the choice use it or lose it what was I suppose to do.
The doctor basically called me a dirty dick.
Funny story... I got into my car and my porn started playing over my Bluetooth.
Note to self: never fuck a Canadian, surprisingly highly disappointing
I just bought sparkling water with plan B. I am the most basic bitch to ever exist.
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