Im broke. I spend all my money on weed cigarettes alcohol and food. In that order. I cant even cut one of those because you know it'd be food. I already stopped getting my nails done just so i could support my bad habits.
walking through the french quarter. a homeless guy just offered me a pigeon. gotta love new orleans.
#1 lesson to be learned from mardi gras this year: lock your car doors or some grimy dude like me might just bang in it and use your backseat as a kleenex
There was a community pot of Ramen, and if you were in the pool you were either fully clothes or ass naked.
I distinctly remember seeing your nipples from the deck.
I wonder what acid is like for a blind person... Can we find this out?
I am the sex elephant in the room. Again.
I'm going to give blood tomorrow. Prepare yourself for pictures and a cynical poem about the heart and its level of tangibility.
I'm trying. I feel like we're trying to have sex with fruitcake. dry and boring.
Will keep you updated on the sexual orientation of my new guy
Eh, I don't question what my penis likes. It just does what it does.
I think I'm actually too depressed to do drugs, wow.
I went from swearing off of sex to planning a threesome. It's been a rollercoaster of a day.
Come on in. I'm butt naked, in the kitchen, eating ice pops
Just to let you know we went to the circus yesterday...in case you didn't remember
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