apparently i peed in my fridge last night because my vegetable drawer was filled with it.
there's chicken and sequins in our bathroom sink. part of me almost wants to know what happened
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
and then he started using my ass as a stressball
I'm pretty sure you called me last night and screamed that she was force-feeding you a bagel.
About six hours after the bottle of smirnoff, I was googling "losing your stomach lining" and calling my mom for help. She has experience.
I'm not having the "why are your fucking my daughter" talk and the "your a drug addict" talk with your mom tonight.
The more I piece together last night the more I want to vomit it out of my brain.
UPDATE: IM NOT A TEEN MOM LETS GO PARTY
I found a video on my phone from last night... You got up on the table at McDonald's and screamed BURRITOOO!
she's p upset bro
Where is he. I have a sword.
Do you remember when you first moved into my parents house with me and we came home to find that my dad bolted the headboard to the wall
Update: He still has devil magic genitals.
His acid is intense dude. I was just over at his place laughing about the hole in the wall I was convinced was a cat
Now I’m honestly wondering if I took this kids virginity
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