another moral hangover. fuck.
i woke up, turned over, and noticed an assortment of knives stuck in my wall. i should prob stop drinking
she has her graduation year in her skype name, it's like a constant reminder that she's jail bait.
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
Yeah well tell that to drunk me. She seems to have no standards or gender preference.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
hey your mom heard me say to her " That right your not going to Shit right for a month"
If you're not going to call the girls I bring around by name, at least don't call them by number. It's been cockblocking since girl #47. Dick.
Currently at a fetish club with a set of swings (don't ask). Having flashbacks to the park by my house
I am. I woke up on someone's front lawn dressed as max Payne also be proud.
He found a way to charmingly ask me for a threesome and when I said no he made it sound like he was even happier. He's a fucking wizard
Nothing says you made great Saturday night choices like someone's dick that you don't remember, poking you in the ass Sunday morning.
now acid just makes me think of crab ragoon
Here's a concept though: eating pasta while getting laid
My fire has petered out without you
My Peter has fired out without you
That might be the most romantic thing you’ve said to me, unfortunately.
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