Oh and I watched laurens last episode on the hills. its been an emotional day
wicked high...have munchies. cherry flavor lube. problem solved.
from now on when you get up to pee in the middle of the night, check to see if im sleeping in your parking lot.
i do.
my phone calendar just alerted me that it's "weed time" in 15 minutes. do not remember setting that alert last night...
Just bought a pack of cigs...gas station guy informed me i took off my underwear and tried to pop a squat by the milk last night...
It ended with me crying and eating pizza in my closet.
Was having a panic attack, but I'm out of xanax. Substituting with vodka shots and breathing exercises. My therapist will be proud, yes?
He kept humping my leg and whispering "dont worry, thats my phone not my penis"
It was Thanksgiving sex. I was thankful for it. Need I say more?
there may have been a blood oath never to speak of it again...only reason i can think of as to why there was a 1 inch bloody cut on my right boob
starting to feel like a fuck wizard with a magical sixth sense for people fucking.
All his ex-girlfriends are delicate flowers, tho. And I'm like a trash compactor.
I wouldn't worry about it. You know what they say, THICK THIGHS MAKE THE DICK RISE.
Theres just something about today that says lets get drunk, dont you think?
I wish i didn't black out tuesday so i could have cherished our moment together
Throwing up together is NOT a cherishable moment...
I'm just bringing him "breakfast," and breakfast may lead to lunch and dinner, but that doesn't mean I want the mealplan.
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