oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
that's just what I need...drunk ass people throwin hatchets in the dark.
Turning 21 on Saint Patty's day. I like to think this is what my alcoholic ancestors have prepared me for
I'm taking this break up pretty rough.. I've never been to sad to masturbate.
Note to self: do not take so many shots that you sit on the floor under the bar where nobody can see you, and reach out and grab peoples crotch.
The bloodstain in the garden looks like a sad face. Like I don't already know this is bad...
that's why i use the vibrator in the tanning bed. multitasking. plus then my rooms doesnt know how pathetic of a life i lead.
I cant believe they held hands while getting simultaneous bjs
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
All I really remember is thinking that the music looked like beautiful lizard waves in my head
Had a crazy moment last night. Had to get up, run to bathroom, pop 3 Xanax, sit on bathroom floor and rock myself in fetal position. Not my best moment.
I have enough bourbon in me to put Justin's cat in the dishwasher.
Yeah I blacked out in a wiener costume.... I think I'm ready to come home now.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY I ATE TOO MUCH OF AN EDIBLE AND TOLD MY BARISTA I LOVED HER
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