another moral hangover. fuck.
He's getting better. i'm using GuitarHero to teach him how to finger me. My clit = the red tab.
I woke up this morning and the first thing i saw was the harry potter tattoo on his left butt cheek.
The girl behind me at the dollar store said couldn't wait to get her permit, then requested a pregnancy test. God I love being home.
Here. I am here. I do not know where here is but it includes condom balloons, a keg castle, and a shaved goat. Do not find me...I am in post blackout heaven.
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
You broke into someone's house and stole a pan of lasagna.
Sometimes I send them texts like "I want to make you cry and lick up your tears" just to fuck with them. And THAT is how you get rid of a Stage 5 clinger.
Dont really know what happened near the end, Pockets were filled with skittles though
Everyone was in the walk-in getting high, and I had to be all cool. Serving soup and salads. Night manager status doesn't pay enough.
I feel like shit, and I can't get the band aids off my nipples.
Far too many of our conversations end in us talking about sperm
I'm not saying i'm drunk
But i'm drunk.
It's just really funny to hear them talk about March for Life when literally every single one of those girls has had an abortion
omg girl... i cut your hair last night. tell me it looks okay!? i saw hair on the counter and i said ohhh nooo
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