He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
I just smoked a bowl in the dining room and am now drinking a glass of chocolate milk. i can't believe i'm getting paid for this.
I want a meaningful relationship and i wont get one if i keep giving him blow jobs in my basement while watching family guy.
He is offering to pay me back by sending me a dick pic.
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My thoughts exactly.
They're calling for 20 inches of snow but I'll have a dirtbike for emergency trips to the liquor store. Even if I crash it won't hurt.
Walmart at night is scary enough without having to run into people you've slept with
Normally I would go for him, but there's just way too much vodka under the bridge for that
No. I heard a cover of "my heart will go on". This is not sanity.
I'm having an emotional breakdown watching baby sloths on YouTube you need to come save me from myself.
So apparently someone caught him as he was falling. And carried him around the rest of the night.
The nice lady at the neighborhood liquor store informs me that we have a new woman-run neighborhood sex shop. Jesus loves me and wants me to have a happy Valentine's day.
There's no time frame.
For drinking wine out of the bottle and taking nyquil at 9 AM? There probably should be.
You know how it is. Tell me not to do somebody and suddenly I wanna.
It's been three years since Kelly shit in the to go box that we put in Sam's mailbox after we broke up. Considering Sam and I are friends again, should I finally tell him?
outside on the street drinkin, walked into a random house and asked to pee, some kid hands me a beer and says i have to chug it first
Randomize
