There's a show on bravo about fat people dancing. FAT PEOPLE. DANCING.
This is god's gift to the unemployed.
There's a sign at Bashas for 30% off of 6 bottles of wine in Friday. That seems like a personal challenge.
I feel like hell. The amount of black beans I found in my hair tells me I hit rock bottom
this islike a room full of reasons why i should be in prison
I figured that I'd start organizing the places ive given head. I'll add treehouse right after bandroom
WHITE RUSSIAN WEDNESDAY. TELL YOUR CO WORKERS. INVITE QND PREPARE
I hooked up with a 20 year old last night. I feel like a hocus pocus witch that sucked life from a child.
I'm basically a mama hen. I keep them warm and let them wonder around the house. not to mention, I keep eye on them just in case the falcons around the house try to snatch them away.
I don't even know what to say right now
fuck it. from now on whatever room i wake up in, i'm stealing clothes from. this walk of shame shit is too much without pants
I SHIT YOU NOT a mailman helped me leave without waking him up.
Still slightly drunk, sitting in Hyde park village. Two small children are dancing and singing "call me maybe" on the fountain in front of me. Am I hallucinating?
I have three different pairs of earrings at three different houses including your 16 year old brothers nightstand. Look at my life. Look at my choices
Steve, that episode of cops where your dealer rear-ended that family is on again.
maybe i should limp back to therapy...
oh yeah will you also bring home vodka i wanna do shots on the roof
All I remember is that I was trying to call my wolf pack by howling.
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