They have a guy from new zealand living under their stairs.. they don't charge him rent. He just buys food and booze and bartends their house parties.
It's a Lindsey's Going to Jail Theme party.
Aside from the fact that im drinking wine straight from the bottle to save doing dishes, im also standing in front of the oven to save turning on the heater. its gonna be a rough winter.
I text him "Dude. Tryna get fucked here. I only have half the parts. I need your help" I'm sure my mom would be super proud of the woman I have become.
just found out I was hugging strangers at the bar last night. there's photographic evidence. I know none of them
I actually want to work out for some reason... I think it's my brains way of telling me it doesn't like living in a fat body.
Hold on, I need to find something to wear that says "I don't contribute to your daughter's drug problem"
I feel like a pizza delivery girl of vagina tho
That's the only way to get approved without a guarantor.
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN WHAT FUCKING LANGUAGE ARE YOU SPEAKING
The three yr old girl I nanny grabbed a pole just now and is chanting "this is my house"
Sounds like you at that dive bar last weekend
Well I shit myself on the way home from work today so there's that...
At this point in job hunting, I'm willing to become a leather daddy if it means some sort of income.
Oh the best part of having sex with him was that he made me a smoothie after
Tonights mission: get trashed, smoke a bowl on top of the silo, get some dick. Not necessarily in that order.
DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT, PEE IN MY FUCKING TRASHCAN?!
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