I'm such a slut...i kept having sex with him after he called me his ex gf's name. I just felt like i deserved something out of it too.
So I came home baked last night and made about 60% of my jeans into jorts...
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
I just ditched my friends to hang out with the chilis restaurant crew...one of these girls better have daddy issues
I created a new solo drinking game. You need a handle, a laptop, and a shitty internet connection. Start watching the fort video in the que, play the snake while the videos constantly load, and take a drink everytime you fuck up. There was a video of a an asain female Justin beiber impersonator full screen when I woke up.
Should I tell him the real reason I was in the hospital, or should I just keep him thinking the side effect he thought was in for was allergy related, not I just miscarried the child I didn't know we were having?
Babysitting for someone you accidently sent nudies to is so fucking awkward.
Alright, deal. Settling two drug deals before noon is what I call a productive day. I'm not even gonna go to math, I've practiced enough numbers for the day.
She just came home holding a fire hydrant. Yes a fire hydrant.
The site I use to study flash cards keeps showing ads for truck companies hiring drivers. It's like the site is saying "hey, we all know there's no hope for you, just give up and Become a truck driver."
Smoking a bowl and ordering Dominos, you want in on either, both, or none?
Plus you get to call him out on being a dick. It's more satisfying than ever sex I've ever had.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
Yesterday I febreezed my bed in between gentleman callers
It's only 3 AM. There's still time to get arrested today.
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