There's a show on bravo about fat people dancing. FAT PEOPLE. DANCING.
This is god's gift to the unemployed.
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
Im so ripped right now that i just filled the almost empty bottle of choc syrup with milk and drank it straight out of the bottle. It was on pointttttt.
i just entered cocaine into my calorie counter.
Because you know it would be fucking amazing to get trashed and shatter the dreams of 12 year old girls. I might get a shirt.
Safe to say I relapsed into my old chatroulette drunk flashing days.
I will be your sherpa up the mountain of gayness
I miss living with her. She was the only person who was a bigger train wreck than I am.
He said I kept trying to give him directions back to my house in Rhode Island, and that I started crying when he told me I live in Phoenix.
Never thought I would be taunted by little kids about my walk of shame
Jailed a totally belligerent hot guy. That was probably my most thorough pat down. Ever.
That's not a current picture, because if you look deep enough into my eyes you can still see morals. Not these days.
You ask to touch his thighs ten times and called them magnificent.....need I say more
just woke up and had to check if i still had pants on, i really need to stop drinking
Went online to check my credit card... $147.87 at Waffle House. $632.36 at "Red Rose Gentleman's Club" and a $1000 cash advance from an ATM. I may no longer be a fiancé.
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