It's a sad day when you have to slightly move your fupa to shave.
i'm not going because i feel like it's just gunna be a "this is your life" who i banged this years addition
Woke up this morning to my mom on the phone with my dad saying, "It's probably just your prostate." Reasons to move out. Go.
My mail consisted of a box of dildos and christmas card from grandma.
He woke up, got my bottle of water and poured it on me and then went back to sleep. Not really how I want to wake up at 2 a.m.
It was a two-sided wall so part of my body ended up in someone elses condo.
Let's discuss options later this evening. I'll draw out said options and compare and contrast the "accessibility" of the costume for quickies. Because you never know. Halloween is full of surprises. I'll also compare practicality, level of skank, and creative features.
It's been over a year since we've been get-so-drunk-you-throw-beer-cans-at-fat-girls-drunk together. That needs to change.
Just made a memo in my blackberry that contains seth's funeral arrangements. I have a feeling he has big plans for the weekend.
On way back. With a shopping cart. Minimal casualties.
The house hit rave levels when La Bamba came on which confuses me because I live in white suburban Canada
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA ASSHOLES
It's okay. I think we're back on. I just went on a dog walk with him n blew him on a sidewalk
The first time he ever tried to hold my hand, I moon walked away.
I feel like I'm a car that keeps getting Bacardi 151 instead of fuel
You mentioned his name and i threw up a little.
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