Do you know that poor pathetic girl that we should be friends with
Just saw ur booking photo. Love that u were already wearing orange. Its like u knew
He appeared on my 7th floor fire escape and sang to me and jimmy through the window when we fucked. He's like a drunken mix of Sinatra and Spiderman.
We sat in his closet and drank four loko out of my camelbak for an hour in the dark. You tell me how my night went.
i think i broke my dog last night...fuck
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
I might have been the first person to be rolling balls at a referee seminar
I just soaked a sugar cookie in nail polish remover to clean off my nails because I was too lazy to walk to the bathroom to get a cotton ball. Is this what rock bottom feels like?
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
I'm not sure what exactly you were planning, but you kept yelling that we were going to need a lot of midgets and a lawyer.
Yeah, I mean I'll probably fuck him regardless but I'm trying to be a lady about it.
So after we found out he wasnt throwing up blood in was just hawaiian punch and we all failed breathalyzers the cop drove us around like a taxi and brought us back to the apartment
Don't worry about it too much, but I just committed us to possibly raising a kid
still drunk.please come get me.he kicked me out because i couldn't stop laughing about passing out in the middle of taking his virginity.
Any luck with the purse?
No, though I did find her weed. Also her sons name is King. I'm uncertain how I feel about that
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