4:25 am: I want you here. Ugh.
sorry i interrupted the heart to heart you were having with your bathrobe last night
The guy at the liquor store just checked my id and said "oh it's you"
So what if i ate it off the ground. Its like i found a five dollar bill just laying there, in burrito form.
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
Shits getting dirty between us in her dad's bedroom. I'm talking early millennium rap and r&b
probably one of the worst weekends ever... i got peed on by his sleepwalking roommate.
Just saw a guy with two baby turtles sneaking into the building
Casually on the bus at 830 in the morning with a box of cheezits and a bottle of fireball sticking out of my purse....
his daughter has his phone and goesss ohhh boobies and shows me a picture of my own tits...
Because bro, I don't want your dick being touched mid conversation.
Just sitting in the tub googling "how to remove sharpie from skin". You?
It was the needle in the haystack of teary, unpleasant handjobs.
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
Jarrod's passed out on the chair with a cup of milk and I've been staring him down in an attempt to use telepathy to make him spill it. Attempts unsuccessful.
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