I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
So Easter dinner for me was at 4:40 this morning where i made Bagel Bites and had a glass of Chardonnay
his mom and I have the same butterfly tramp stamp. don't ask how that came up
Where'd you guys get the alcohol from?
Oh. Some homeless guy we picked up from I-70. He bought us $400 worth of alcohol in exchange for a shower.
...... wtf.
on todays agenda: meeting with a life coach then going to the dollar store to buy batteries for my vibrator. clearly im still unemployed.
If I ever die and svu has to come to my murder scene make sure they know I don't wear underwear always so it might not be as bad as they think
well his nickname is liver of steel so it makes sense that his balls follow suit. tell him i say sorry
I tried to get you something for Valentine's Day too but they said they couldn't deliver skittles and ecstasy :(
You threw up on yourself mid conversation with your mom and then told her a girl at the party puked on you.
I've somehow found myself in an emotionally abusive relationship with a married man who gives me drugs.
My life is quickly turning into a Lifetime movie.
I was sitting here smiling wondering why i'm so fucking happy at work. cookie has kicked in
Moral of the story - don't craft naked. Your nipples with thank me.
He fucked me in one of the back rooms at the club then gave me an altoid. I have mixed feelings about it still.
I made soup. Now I'm having post soup making wine. I had pre soup making wine also.
Pooping in a box is not fun. You're not a cat.
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