Kirsten Dunst is sitting next to me in a bar in NYC
Tell her I want my money back for Elizabethtown.
He smothers me through text. I can't even image what he'd be like in person.
Currently in a meeting. i am playing the not throw up game. god i hope i dont lose.
so i never found you. but i found vodka. so its kinda the same
We should probably avoid doing this again, but hey it was a nice one time thing to tell the grandkids about... Hopefully they don't end up being YOUR grandkids.
With the amount of g's you put on going I'm gonna guess you're drinking alone again
Also, I imagined that his bacne was bubblewrap and that made it much more tolerable
She kept telling me to calm down. I was on the floor with my eyes shut, not moving. In levels of calm I was one step above coma patient
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
holy fuck man...it feels like I got beat the fuck out of by death's baseball bat...chimichangas?
painting my nails while super high-drunk. Ended up painting my entire hands. Both.
Oh my god if I have to go on fetlife to find a guy who will fuck me right around here, I'm going to scream.
I'm torn between regretting everything and regretting nothing.
Oh also we fucked while one of the old Rudolph movies was playing on tv so it was festive
I'm basically cruising around listening to 90's gangsta rap with my meatball sub telling people to go fuck themselves
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