I dk what to do with this kid he is like legitimately interested in my life.
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
I just don't know about this life anymore. Quite frankly I think I belong up there in the great blue, lounging on a cloud sippin tea with Jesus
Well, I'm at the grocery store wondering whether I exist or not.
Yes. I am getting trashed on an open tab while judging a karoke competition
Impressive. I approve.
Grandma can hear your bong from the living room, please be more quiet. Love mom.
ugh... fuck pirate breakfast. my head is like thirsty.
You were discovered in a bush, smoking, and singing "in the jungle" to yourself. Which explains the scratches, but not the orange paint.
I just love that a strip club has taco Tuesday.
So red wine goes with eggs, right? Because that's all I have in the house to cook and the drinking options are either wine or scotch
They asked me my level of pain at the hospital and I told them I called my ex 6 times
Whose panties are you wearing on your head and why are you sending me pics of it?
i'm in a very strange mood rn i'm listening to bruno mars??? am i ok????
Where'd you go?
Laundry, im. A responsible drunk
He has a syndrome called asshole. And it flares up 24/7.
Randomize
