And now we're talking about squeezing babies out of vaginas...
swear to god some girl just crawled out of the washing machine. this is intense.
drunk...on the white house tour...security is staring. this will not end well.
apparently i found nail polish and started playing a game i made up called "paint a nail, do a shot"
Just found a "how to get laid" book on the dresser and am now a victim of method number 16 corollary 7.
Seriously. There are at least 10 other people drinking at the bar with me at 10:40. Im justifying it with the fact that I've been up since 5am.
I just saw the Mona Lisa in the background of a porno. Whole new appreciation for art. fuck you I'm cultured.
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
just almost had a panic attack because i couldn't find the granola bar i put in my purse. i miss klonopin.
Bullets don't scare me. I wish I was a coyote
eh, I feel I'm heading for a breakdown and I need to get it out of the way before I start writing that lab report.
Is talking to an iron man poster a good or bad indicator that you've been drinking too much?
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
It was like a baby arm holding another baby arm holding an apple grove. Fuckin huge!
Ccatlin cimbing thru th sunroof plz come
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