just come out here and I will go home with you...
Nice meating you last night
Not a typo
If i'm not hungover, near death, and wondering what i did the night before on Monday, life is not worth living.
i have a "get your shit together" dinner with my parents tonight. After that ill be down to party
conquered wheelchair sex. it's rather convenient. you'd think it was made for it, with all those handles and adjustable features.
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
We've been walking through the woods for two hours, he just keeps taking pictures. At least we'll remember this tomorrow.
We're going to work out tomorrow I guess but it usually consists of doing weights for 10 minutes, then saying fuck cardio and going to Taco Tuesday
Every now and then I'll meet one who is talented in the art of shower gymnast.
I made that picture of you my lock screen. So I've just been standing around at work licking my phone all day.
Some guy I'd never met and didn't invite threw the punch bowl at the wall and set the plastic skeleton on fire. I don't think we'll be getting the full deposit back
i'm at work, alone, drinking a spiced chai & fireball hot toddy. holiday OT isn't that bad after all.
I love how when he said ecstasy pills both of our heads whipped around like a couple of horned owls.
Ive completely stopped wearing makeup. Not even eyebrows. Thats how sick of wisconsin I am.
Just once, can I please come back to a room that doesn't smell like beer and cum?
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