My life has become a never ending game of 'illegal or just frowned upon?'
got high to the hills theme song. FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN. no regrets.
A zombie called me motorboat central while participating in an auction to motorboat my tits. he then proceeded to propose, insisting that he makes alot money.
Sudden memory flashback: drunk me outside ripping my tampon out and throwing it into the neighbors yard, silently cheering 'time for sexxxx'. I sense a dangerous pattern emerging
My time here is complete. I think I have now thrown up in every major degree programs building
its 4am. im standing over him in my bed eating chinese food, on the phone with dan trying to convince him to break up with his gf. whoredom.
You insisted on going outside so you could "breathe real air".
if i ever get hit by a car or something and become paralyzed promise me youll still be here to hand feed me shots and light my bowls please
when I woke up, he was drunk and singing "soft kitty" and petting my face
She just asked what would happen if you put a vacuum in your butt and turned it on. These are our conversations.
Don't go to sleep yet I need your Mexican roots. Can you come make guacamole
ANNA YOU PEED ON THE STREET. LIKE NOT EVEN SUBTLY. YA JUST SQUATTED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. And you flashed your tits to oncoming vehicles to try to get them to pick us up
Just spilled beer all over my bed. Should cut myself off, but instead I just took my shirt off and used it as a towel.
I often worry that if I get famous, people from my past will recognize me and start talking to the media
Mom says you're allowed to come home if you replace the towels. I don't want to know why.
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