We're playing Edward Bottle-of-eight-dollar-sale-wine-hands now
I don't make the first move. Ever. Unless were playing monopoly cause that's my shit
so how was last night?
got high and had our usual talk about the definition of cole slaw. then tried to call the ramen noodle company and convince them why my face should be on thier packages.
We decided to have a girls night of four lokos, three of us cried and the other puked
Her parents walked in on us. So for my birthday they bought me a blow-up doll with their daughters face on it. I don't know what to think right now.
he's doing fine. just headbutted the wall and threw up
There was a gay guy in drag passed out against the wall but we had sex in there anyway.
The party got hot, we all started raging, took off some clothes, someone threw me in the shower and we all kept raging. Nude Rager, I was there at the point of conception.
it's always good to have a friend that's a hairdresser, a massage therapist, maybe throw in a lawyer just in case, and always have a friend on food stamps
Got another job?
If by job you mean clever way of getting free tattoos, then yes. I got another job.
His face matches his life choices. Both are train wrecks.
I want to fling myself into the sun
I don't need tinder boy anymore but I do need free sushi
I never thought I'd be on my couch watching Star Trek, getting my tits rubbed while crying.
Two words: nipple clamps
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