They left shortly after you claimed the dirty rug as your mattress and began alternating between singing "Dayman" and "Nightman"
well after he sqeezed a zit off his forearm i got the hell outta there
Just getting around to doing laundry. Jesus there's a lot of blood on my birthday dress.
The water bill last month was outrageous. We have got to stop fucking for hours in the shower
I have been running off of weed, alcohol, and Mexican food. What is Tallahassee.
It was a sobriety test blowjob. If he could get it up, he could get me home.
Every time I stand up, gravity punches me in the tits. This is horrible.
Fell asleep in the library, woke up because I almost let out a sleep fart. That was close.
Time to eat Mexican food til I hate myself.
That's completely alright, I do it a lot.
Well, after emptying the contents of my stomach into a fucking rose bush, the only things moving through my digestive system are pills, coffee, and my own lip gloss. If that gives you any idea what kind of a day I'm having.
Power lunch with dad, pain pills and tequila shots. Dad does Monday hard.
Wanna bang and Pregame work? I know you're the manager just promise to not fire me
As your friend, I promise I will drink a full bottle of vodka and belly slide down the stairs with you if that test is positive
thats all i want out of life, to get high and watch weiner dog races
He just told me I was beautiful, whilst I peed into a cup. If this isn't love I don't know what is.
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