I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
so pretty much your parents know your seeing a girl on the side, let her come over and just dont say anything to your girlfriend?
this crazy girl in up in Dennys is going crazy because Bob Saget just texted her.
we just made rock paper scissors into a drinking game
Thank God for cruise control and the Starbucks cup I had to puke in.
He has a chalkboard tally in his bathroom of "Me vs. Toilet". He's losing.
There's a sign at Bashas for 30% off of 6 bottles of wine in Friday. That seems like a personal challenge.
So... he formspringed me a link to every nude pic ive taken since he 8th grade. ive evolved nicely. but im nervous as to how this a website.
I just remember thinking, if she falls asleep, I'm totally eating that spilled chex mix right off of her.
She is high at the bar - she thinks the bottle of frangelico is aunt jemima telling her to stop doing drugs.
I'm with the hottest fuckin fire fighter right now. I'm ready to fake my own death.
God dammit not the cupcake channel. Not when I'm high.
My dad lost his bandaid somewhere in the turkey. It was a mixture of thanksgiving and an Easter egg hunt
well, you know. whores of a feather.
He said they were his favorite shoes.. So I threw one down the sewer. Now he'll keep searching the house for the other one. Sweet silent revenge.
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