I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
im contemplating emailing my dad and telling him how worthless i am and how sorry i am that he pays for my life...aka my bar tabs.
I was. I was trying to blow bubbles in the toilet after I threw up in it. They had to carry me everywhere. I lost a sock.
Xanax and allergy medicine look a lot alike when you spill them on the floor. Just saying that I still have allergies but I'm unsure if I still have legs
I cant help but love a girl who informs me of the pregnancy test results by emailing me a YouTube clip of Barney Stinsons not a fathers day speech.
Yes, that was ME getting carried out of the club singing 'i believe i can fly'
I totally cried the whole time and then screamed out my new therapists name....
I decided that Calgary can keep my underwear. They earned it.
She kept grabbing my head and told my faces to stop shaking.. Also, she kept whispering something about seeing flowers in my eyes.
Do you know how to give stiches?
I do not...this text concerns me
U thinks that's bad? He told me that he had to envision high school wrestling in order to bust a nut with some girl
Black magic does not go near my vagina, it's a rule
But on the bright side the arresting officer was just as hot as I remember and I took a pretty okay mugshot.
Guy running next to me at the gym is judging me. I think he can smell the whiskey leaking out of my pores.
Don't drag this out. All I need to know is if I have to put pants on or not.
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