your room smells of hookers.
And success
I have funfetti in my underwear...will you come get me?
everytime someone famous vagina shows up in pics, i have to go check my own vagina to make sure mine dont look all wrinkledy and flabby like that....i want my lips plump and succulent
john hughes is dead. crushing any and all dreams of me ever being in an 80's john hughes film. bummer.
i purposely bought her a small sweater. My way of saying, you've gotten fat.
my life is in even more shambles than last time, mcdonalds is closed
Now one day I will be able to tell my children how a drag queen in a gay bar told mommy that bin laden was dead
i can now proudly say that ive peed off of a balcony overlooking the pacific ocean AND a balcony overlooking the atlantic ocean
That's true. There's really no bad time to take a Vicodin.
It is the Reeses peanut butter cup of pharmaceuticals.
be ready to rage tomorrow. like naked ranch dressing rage
No just sleep deprived. James woke me up at 7 and forced me to eat a hot pocket with him cause he " didn't want me to die".
Then he kept saying sentences and ending them all with "the point of no return" even if it didn't make sense, and kept telling this other guy he wouldn't be his "wife son"
The last thing I remember was wearing a sombrero and trying to do cartwheels in the club
You did one successfully. Then smashed into the wall
You were more fun when you didn't have morals.
Can't tell if it's the drugs or science magic, but I *THINK* that mouse just turned into a squirrel.
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