walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
i'm having flashbacks of crying and telling you i was made out of egg salad.
He is making me drink his THC water out of a milk jug.
I wanna throw up and cum in that order
I'm confused are we getting high or did someone actually die?
Finishing last nights 1.5L of wine and beef jerky for breakfast. Work looms, ever the prickly bitch.
Like I've never seen her that drunk. She's usually like quiet and doesn't say she'll fuck someone on a futon
I just want to be able to run around naked and eat grass with no judgments and have people feed me and expect me to sleep all the time.
I'm not sure we can use safewords tho. She smokes so much she had to keep asking what the safewords was. Bondage and bongs don't mix
So we were in bed when his brother walks in, walks over to me, fist bumps me and says he just wanted to say hi, then leaves...so random lmao
We should just do therapy together, clearly we have all the same issues. It's why we are friends.
I have never lost more friends than while playing Uno drunk.
Seriously where are the good guys?
The friend zone.
i'm at work, alone, drinking a spiced chai & fireball hot toddy. holiday OT isn't that bad after all.
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