And I wrote a rap so it was actually a productive afternoon minus not paying our bills.
We just spray painted his balls while he is passed out....I cant wait to see him try to figure this out in the morning.
sober me hid the cigs from drunk me. sober me is a tricky bitch.
i just saw the eighteen different ways i could die and only after that did i realize i'd made a poor decision
Never again. I promise. My old gay body can't handle that much adrenaline twice.
When I finally got there you were bleeding all over and you just kept saying over and over that the dog was your only friend at the party.
I feel a whole lot better than i did this morning at 3 when one of my roommates discovered me slightly aware of my surroundings and naked in the bath tub with the shower on
maby next time we don't finish the whole box wine just because it tastes like shit
I'm gonna rob all up in that cradle
i feel like when you brought up the possibility of you getting pregnant the sexting is over
This is not my bathroom and these are not my pants
I don't trust a bar IN TENNESSEE that doesn't have Jack Daniels.
I wanna die. I can't recall the last time I was happy that doesn't involve your hand touching my butt.
Its 9 am & i've been cleaning for 6 hours now with occasional crying bursts and two cocktails. Adulting 101.
I did crash a prom last night though.. It was fun
You sat outside petting a picture of your cat for hours... not even the real thing... just a picture.
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