I walked up to her and said hello and wanted to ask her if she had fun last night... she asked me if we had met before.
Quick, to the slutcave!
get home. someone threw up in the fishtank last night.
Eating doritas dunked in queso con salas. Salllas. Salska. Salsa. Got it. Shhiitt. Salsa con queso. That's better. I'm hot pink socks.
it was really bad. he went around saying "I want you inside of me" to everyone.
We need a plan...
Find random men. Use them as sexual objects. There's our plan.
I drank myself into bisexuality again.
Lost another pound. Switching from beer to hard liquor did this body good.
So i think i'm going to frame my summons tickets and give them to dad as a christmas present...
i ended up playing naked naked monopoly and hangman with my dealer. i really love my life.
Also I'm sitting home alone with a big ass bowl of marshmallows right now just eating. It's so sad.
Getting haircut. The stylist asked about the body paint dried in my hair. I told her there was prob glitter, too. It was a fun night!
She just sent me a message. It's a poem, about eternal love, that she wrote, about us. Just because I took her home two nights - doesn't mean it's eternal love.
So this is my life now? Laying in bed texting about Hulk penis?
Whelp, I woke up on the front lawn this morning. I have got to stop wearing these underwear. Every time I do, I end up puking in someone's greenery.
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