i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
Sorry I wasn't really responding earlier. I was really fucking high and so into that car chase.
I Apparently saved a picture of the Eiffel tower in between 2 pics of his dick. It appears to be the same size. I fucking love Paris.
Thanks for not stopping me when I decided to call my mom at 2 in the morning to ask her where I was born
He told me that if I were a guy he'd go gay for me. Honestly don't know how to take that.
I told him he could fuck me once he could grow a beard. Never expected seeing him ten years later with a goatee and a great memory...
Well on a lighter note, I had sex in a food truck.
I can't ever date him again. Whenever I see his face I just remember helplessly pissing myself in my car.
Hey, I'm off work. Wanna take a metric fuckton of adderall, possibly get daydrunk, and get my hair cut?
You should just skip the small talk from now on and instead say something like "You need to come slay the dragon, be here in 15?"
McDonald's and a car nap. I feel kinda human
WHY IS THERE A FUCKING DILDO IN PLACE OF MY GEAR SHIFTER IN MY CAR?
Would it defeat the purpose of a run if I ran to McDonalds?
Want to sleep. Also want to see Alex on MDMA doing really stupid shit. Choices...
If you ever get divorced...would you call me??
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