Im broke. I spend all my money on weed cigarettes alcohol and food. In that order. I cant even cut one of those because you know it'd be food. I already stopped getting my nails done just so i could support my bad habits.
Drunk and had dance off with 8 year old. Lost. Still drinking
mom just told me i had to find a fake by next wednesday.
New game: Step 1) Turn on ESPN. Step 2) Drink every time someone says "LeBron."
Matt is in the hospital again. the night nurse text me asking not to bring the boombox again. is it sad or awesome that they are starting to know us?
I hope you remember pushing the girl off the stage because you said she wasn't good at pole dancing.
My parole officer gave me condoms and a Starbucks gift card ... happy holidays.
I just remember thinking, if she falls asleep, I'm totally eating that spilled chex mix right off of her.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
I feel like the devil is trying to impregnate me through my eyeballs.
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
I just took a service station dump so foul I had to buy gas out of guilt
And if you haven't kicked a pigeon you haven't started your morning right
I just got CPR certified, don't make me need these skills so soon
people need to understand when I say I don't want to drink anymore that doesn't mean tempt me with another bottle of Jose Cuervo.
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