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.
one should ask oneself what kind of lifestyle one is leading when one finds a handprint of semen on their pillow the next day.
there needs to be a "man fax report". like car fax. type in the guys name and bday and up pops all the bad shit he's ever done.
bitch asked me if i cared if she kept her snuggie on while we had sex
you tried to tell me that ice cream had no calories because they were "frozen"
they have pregnancy tests at the dollar store
I feel like that is one of those things that you should not cheap out on.
Replacing day drinking with a real job was the worst decision I've ever made.
When the officer tried to stop you, you just shouted your name in his face. repeatedly.
She's going to be the first to die of too much illness. Not even super bad stuff like cancer but like for having a cold at the same time as a sore throat and chlamydia or something. Just too much diseases.
Apparently last night I yelled "the cops were called on a mother fucker and that mother fucker is me." And then proceeded to exorcise a sandwitch.
I just dumped the bloody coke bill into the tip jar while getting my hangover coffee. I'm literally going to hell.
Update: pile o Coke party starting at approx 4 - 7 and going until 1ish to celebrate our founding fathers and love of cocaine and hatred of everyone\n
How is someone going to pee on the floor two days in a row? Fuck this place.
I'm pretty sure my therapist gave me the green light to fuck him.
My breath smells like gin and sadness
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