Im listening to a jazz version of dick in a box.
i'm out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction.
I can handle NPR. I speak hippie. I took it in college.
That weatherman I hooked up with is on TV again
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
If shame burned calories, I'll be back to my birth weight by the end of this weekend.
Waking up to find your mom holding your birth control pills and telling you I suggest you take this
I think that means you're growing up...when your coke nail becomes your opening mail nail.
I'd apply for another job, but "staring out windows crying" is not a hot qualification right now.
I totally forgot about finals week. im the worst adderall salesman ever.
What are your thoughts toward getting nasty in a minivan?
Shut up. I hate you. We're doing shots tomorrow. Fuck the consequences.
sexting just seems like too much work right now.
I think that living in the "now" is the worst fucking ghandi buddha whatever advice bc that means I'm just gonna get drunk in the now.
I'm at the drive thru window, five minutes out. If the bathtub is empty or you're dressed when I arrive I'm not sharing.
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