i have to get rid of the hedgehog.
Does it come with a cage?
yes. and food and toys.
i'll trade you an 8th for it
deal.
the igloo is complete. bring your weed and the hat with the floppy ears
the point of no return was when you "drugged" his drink with glitter. face-planting on his dick was beyond.
At this point I just want to meet a man with a job.
Is it love? I honestly haven't even thought about watching porn for over a week now, and haven't thought about fucking any strangers either. It's quite eerie.
Drinking loves me for WHO I am
Sometimes I feel like I should become a beautician purely for my ability to shave pretty shapes into my pubic hair.
Do to my newly discovered condition I'm having to resort to emergency beat sessions to avoid the temptation to text girls I know are easy slams.
I am currently in a U-Haul truck right now. Going to a party. I hate myself.
Of course I understand. Thou shalt never turn down a free meal or drink. It's one of the commandments of being a girl.
I should be done at 8 and I've also done a great Job of convincing my self that I should get really drunk tonight
4 pharmacies and not one had Plan B. If this is gods way of telling me it's time for a child, he can fuck off.
I keep track of what day of the week it is by my recent destinations on my nav system. \nRight now it's: booty call, bar, booty call, brunch, bar, church so that must mean we are getting close to Sunday when we start the rotation all over again.
I'm with the cops, Trish's gay husband stabbed himself and is framing her for attempt of murder and I'm dressed 4 the club I'm wearing leather pants leather jacket leather boots and black club top. Embarrassed
Drunk. Come get me. Out front blue shirt.
Where are you? And you borrowed my shirt. I know what you're wearing. How wasted are you?
Hotel
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