I woke up this morning and I couldn't find my coffeetable. wtf?
why didn't we just drop out of school years ago and become dominatrix bitches who beat men?
I don't know but we should still do that
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
i found him! he's on the front porch using a bag of potting soil as a pillow. i forgot i left him there.
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
I sat on the ground outside wawa chain smoking and telling two strangers about my sex life. I also accepted Rick James Bitch and Celine Dion as their names.
they paper machayed me.
i told you ... never pass out drinking with preschool teachers.
He never gives up. He's like the fucking little engine that could of hook ups
My roommate just caught me cleaning a tostitos queso jar with my hand and eating it. He didn't judge. Bonding moment.
Decided to make myself tequila gummy bears but got impatient and just drank the bowl of tequila.
Like actually I will be single and sad and lonely for ever. Cheese will be my life partner. Robot sex is my future.
I don't remember much, but I remember he called me the dick whisperer, so it must not have been all bad.
- I'm finally learning to be functional when I'm high. I feel like this is a milestone.
I'm getting paid to get fucked up. How much better could this get?
We need to get walkie talkies for when we're drunk so if we are at different parties or lost we can talk
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