her voice is like 435,765 daggers being simultaneously twisted into my eardrum
i'd rather just be hit by a car than answer her phone calls
Dear tim. Christina farted and it smells like kid roses.
I had to puke in a pizza box on the drive home. People saw.
I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
I just googled "buy xanax online". What is wrong with my life?
bottle of wine in one hand cigar in the other. 5 am. topless on our fire escape. and she cleaned our bathroom... i like his new girlfriend.
Just pooped at the strip club. NOT NORMAL . I may be a little too comfortable here.
It was a cry at the bar alone type of night, served with a side of passing out facedown in my nachos.
i just remember doing it on a pile of clothes while i heard the muffled sound of his friend laughing. then i realized we were in a closet.
I'm still hoping for it dude. Random north dakota pussy. If my 16 year old self knew that these were my dreams he would so try to beat me up, and i think he could.
She said my new name was "ranch" because I "looked delicious"
Oh by "being festive" I mean make tacos for dinner.
Forever getting my life back together in gas station bathrooms.
Remind me to tell you about how I hit a tree with my car last night.
I'll be glad to.
Why is there a mildly painful bruise on my back?
You slipped off the sink last night.
Why was I on the sink......?
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