your room smells of hookers.
And success
My therapist says she wants to work on my 'trust issues'. I think she's found the cash cow within.
Just made gatorade. in the bathtub.
i think i pulled off the nice guy thing too well. it just backfired later on when she thought i was actually nice.
then he tried to tell me how many times he had seen Scott's dick. his estimate was about 180 times. he thought I didn't understand.
oh my god. separately texting an Allie and an Ally while drunk is hard, and I'm climbed 1/2 way up a bridge pier.
the party has pretty much ended, it's just 20ish of us jumping and grinding to music from some guy's phone in the corner.
Someday you'll be stoned enough to create a one-person step team and then you'll understand
I have a boner and a quesadilla why aren't you here
You woke me up at 2 am to tell me I could pee in a golf club if I wanted to.
I want everyone to love me, and THEN I will choose who gets to eat me out all the time.
i had a mental breakdown over a math asignment proposed to a glass of chocolate milk then burned my hands when i acidentally leaned on the stove i have the grill marks burned on my hands i can see them
its only been 20 minuts since i last saw you
If I make it home without being sick in this captain's hat it will be a fucking miracle.
im too broke to be in a relationship this close to the holidays
I can't remember what I did last night, but judging from the state of my hair I had a pretty good time.
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