you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
I am a terrible person. This is almost as bad as when I was going to see my ex while my boyfriend was at that funeral.
I just woke up to find the whole kitchen sick had been converted into a gravity bong.
it's a "shave your legs in the cvs bathroom" kind of night
There's a skull full of vodka. How bad can it be?
No exaggeration. At the gas station she handed me the mop from over the counter and told me that's my last drink of the night
I'm okay. We got a prayer rug sent to us with the face of jesus on it. From Tulsa Oklahoma. Kinda weird.
The rest of the concert I just stared at the lights and didn't really listen to the music cuz I was trying to make sure my brain still worked cuz my face was numb and I couldn't move... Yeah I'm not a weed brownie person
2012 needs to end already. I've exceeded my quota for People Who Have Accidentally Seen My Tits.
You blew him?!?!
*Am blowing
And I keep taking breaks to write you back, please stop replying.
I'd say "I think I gave my TA chlamydia" is an accurate way to sum up my life.
He washed his dick in my kitchen sink after sex. I think he might be a keeper.
Just come home. We will have sex and Taco Bell. I'm feeling wild, I put on temporary tattoos.
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
Haha! I swear, it's like I'm talking to Buddha with a slutty agenda. You are so full of wisdom.
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