Actions speak louder than words. Her actions scream crazy.
i asked if you wanted help changing your sheets after you threw up in bed. you politely declined. i take no responsibility after that.
Just got Netflix. Dexter Marathon. Still in my PJ's. Only eaten cookie dough and drinking a 40. I have never reeked so strongly of lonely .
Believe it or not, that's part of the whole 'best friend' thing. It's not just yelling at me for making you leave the club early or taking the couch bc I'm doing sex while you're doing bjs.
I come back upstairs and she's leaning over sink full of vomit saying 'oh my god it's the chili'
I noticed a trail of vomit coming up the drive way. You must be home
Hold on, I need to find something to wear that says "I don't contribute to your daughter's drug problem"
I say I'm working from home on conference call days, but really I just mute the phone, put that shit on speaker so I can hear what's going on, and let Marcus fuck my brains out.
I can't. I'm going camping this weekend. I do have a life outside of your dick.
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
Started mixing booze directly into the 2 liters and carrying them around. Mixing less often, and now kind of weightlifting,so double effecient.
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
She shaved her vagina in my bed. Good night
Stop thinking about me and go on your date... at least I got the glitter off your face first.
If I die bedazzle my coffin please.
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