He finally told me that he's married. I guess it doesn't really matter.
I always feel awkward when im sitting at home watching the price is right and the fat contestant get the gym equipment.
I woke up with a Nike swoosh shaved into my chest hair. my friend got 3 stitches. my phone had a text that simply read "fuck you". I say it was a good party.
They woke me up at 6am and made me drink a bottle pf champagne yelling "champagne breakfast!"
I'm more impressed with the spaghetti smoothie at the present moment.
Pretty sure I was high. I thought there was music coming out of my makeup bag.
in the future when you find clothing in your street, just assume it's mine.
I had 2 bags of iv saline fuilds for brunch and the buffet at the strip club for dinner. happy easter.
we both turned hook ups into relationships we are crushing this thing called life right now.
If I woke up in a pillar of smoke I suppose that's a sign right
The ONLY reason I am doing laundry is because all my sweatpants are dirty.
I tried to put my heels in the coat check
I shouldn't have that kind of responsibility when the prospect of being high is readily available. All I could do was hula hoop and smoke cigarettes last night. My remembrance of anything important was out the window.
Everytime I come home this stoned I masturbate in the shower for that long, its like my lonely ritual. Accept me.
It was beautiful and filled the audience with hope for the future. :3 I wish I could speak more but sleep werk nighty
I asked how you were doing?
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