Forget about socially acceptable. Make me happy instead
I met the nicest Tranny last night. He/She loves Cheetos.
I just puked in an auto zone parking lot. I'm never eating peanut butter and red wine for dinner again.
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
Getting arrested together sounded so much more fun in theory.
He just showed me a video of his erect penis moving to the beet of the music when he was high, I think I'm in love.
It's fine...I've done worse things to better people.
my mom called me mid shot and i accidentally answered and kept calling her my own name. somehow i thought that would help the situation.
I want to get back to junior year skinny- without all the drugs.
I'm disgusted with myself. I feel like I need 10 boxes of Summer's Eve and a baptism.
I'm gonna have to shit in a bar again tonight
I want to eat a stick of butter
Did your pain meds kick in?
It tastes nice
Nice. I got home at like 3am.stopped at Walmart for a vacuum and weirdly a trash can. Not sure why high me last night needed a new trashcan.
Just set the kids up with doughnuts downstairs so I could go up and masturbate uninterrupted. I am such a good mom.
Things could not have gone more poorly if I had stripped naked and run through the Sahara with sirloins tied to my vagina.
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