This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
In case you were wondering, you weren't dreaming. I really did get stuck between my bed and the wall last night.
You were pretty fucked up... decided playing hopscotch down the stairs was an excellent idea.. it was extremely entertaining
someone was throwing condoms at us.
no, they just magically show up around you.
just found $310, wrapped in a rubber band, at the bottom of my sock drawer with a note attached stating, "Make it rain".
Do you remember unrolling paper towels as a blanket?
I have been sober for so long that I miss hangovers... what is happening to this summer?
when we went to bed he asked me to hold his penis so he knew i was there for him
I think a van full of parolees just blew me kisses. Thoughts?
Last night I had sex with one of the groomsmen I was in the wedding with. In a stairwell. 13 years my senior. Thinking I should retire from the bridesmaid gig.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
It just makes me feel nauseous. And I don't want to feel nauseous when all I really want is to get off.
Although can we find me a starter dick? I don't want security showing up again. That was awkward.
A million fucking miles away, and the sun still manages to fuck my hungover mornings up.
You went home with a guy at 11... than returned to the bar at 1
Randomize
