I just walked into the kitchen and my dad was having this uber serious convo
With himself
I am too high to leave where I am...And they are listening to Stained. This is my living hell.
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
It's like I paid NJ Transit $33 to suck his dick and go home. Fuck that.
He was carrying a rolled up carpet saying he was saving it for tomorrow's Walk of Fame.
koolaid chicken. i marinated it for 2 hours and roasted it on a rock in a fire. it was bright blue and raw. but that shit was tasty
No, the real question is if you drink like I drink why WOULDN'T you wear a cape.
there is an extreme lack of margarita in my mouth.
hes out at the street wearing a tophat and a monocole and carrying a cane and greeting every car that drives by
he just went across the street and into someones house and we could hear him inviting them over from the front porch
I wish the guy I was sleeping with wasn't on house arrest.
I've just been thinking about sangria a lot lately, like an adult.
Don't remember our skype call last night too well, but did I pee while skyping you?
Really though. It's your life, live it how you want
And I do mostly. Which is why I'm now drunk in my room writing erotica
You know it's bad when I'm eating a cold chicken breast alone in bed 😕
Sooooo have your ex-girl console you over your ex ex girl that you destroyed said ex-girl over the possibility of
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