Just saw ur first draft of ur suicide note.
You spelled "worthless" wrong.
i'm dressed up like the coppertone baby and being hit on a guy in a monk costume. the irony is not lost on me.
I just had to blow my nose on a mcdonalds receipt in my car. Its time to stop doing coke.
She took a break from repeating "my face is still buzzing!" to say that the phantom of the opera could be here
I don't know what the fuck is in the water in New Hampshire, but these dicks are HUGE.
Dont worry about the blood on the pillow. its from my face.
I think off duty cops drove me home. I may have been hitchhiking
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
I mean nobody wants to admit they ate 9 cans of ravioli but i did and i am not ashamed of myself
I just want to have sex and eat oreos. and then take body shots. like everyday.
I know it's early but when you wake up can you please validate my life and tell me I'm not just a drunk idiot.
The only thing you accomplished yesterday was dry humping me on the floor of my work place WHILE I was working.
Is there a tactful way to ask "how are your balls?" Or do I just ask point blank
Like people might wonder why I put up with your puns. You give good head and play with my hair
There's just something classy about smoking a blunt in a prom dress.
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