I feel like this woman may give her husband a hand job mid way through dinner. just saying.
you kept lying down on the floor at the bar just to prove you could get back up
I don't believe these are real court rooms. They look absolutely nothing like law and order.
This morning my doorman told me it was an accomplishment for me to be standing and conscious after last night.
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
I'm crying, drinking alone and applying for jobs tonight. I figure the alcohol will lower my job standards.
Convinced the domino's pizza delivery person to go to shaws and buy me a bottle of wild turkey. For america.
Had to crawl to the kitchen this morning cuz I was too hung over but really wanted fruity pebbles. yes. I ate fruity pebbles on the kitchen floor.
So after tonight I now have 6 Harry Potter movies left to get laid to. Before tonight it was 8. Fucking right
I was at the pharmacy picking up my herpes medication and the pharmacist asked if I had any questions about my medicine, looked at the bottle, and laughed. Insult to injury man.
he keeps various drugs in his kitchen cupboard like groceries. that is my new life goal as an adult.
I JUST GOT WOKEN UP TO HIM PISSING ON ME SAYING "IT HAS TO HAVE WATER TO GO TO THE BATHROOM" AND AFTER HE FINISHED HE DIDNT REMEMBER DOING IT
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
There are peanut butter donuts now. We are playing with forces we can't possibly understand.
You laid on the floor and pet their rug. and then demanded Voss water.
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