okay I'm thinking he doens't have a facebook...I'm on page 28 of Hunters
ok you need to stop NOW
the head trauma was worth the blowjob.
i'm half naked talking to a cat. you don't have to justify your life to me.
My contribution to the dinner party was a bottle of vodka and a bag of uncooked potatoes. I felt like a Russian serf.
and i do believe that will be the last time you send me a photograph of our mother in her underwear.
I think I'm at a stage of my life where I subconsciously purposefully fuck everything up just to see if I can find a way out of it.
So from zero to dumpster fire, how shitty do you feel this morning? I'm hovering somewhere around trainwreck.
i need some fresh meat. meat that has a license and a job and isn’t a FULL-blown alcoholic. partial i could tolerate, bc, haha, let’s be honest, me likey my drinkies.
His parents came home, and now I'm hiding in a closet; awaiting death at dawn.
You are always hiding in a closet though??
Look, all I'm saying is that you're going to be a great Vodka Mom.
I'm like a hairless cat ready to be ravished
I'd have to have a ring. Like I don't want to be called "the ex girlfriend that shit on me"
Yeah, he fractured his ass by doing a canon ball into the bath tub....
I may or may not be drunker than time right now.
I am the image of restraint, it's why im just hungover and not in the hospital
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