I just had a dream where Bob Saget recognized me from when I hung out with him in a dream I had months ago.
The Masters... another excuse to excessivly start drinking by 1
He tried to make eye contact, he should know by now that freaks me out
today's workout consisted of me putting my fake in my sports bra and running to the liquor store.
I'm by the dj to the left. Come get me now this girl is talking about baby names and I dnt even no hers
I can't see you
I'm the only one that's wearing a tarzan outfit get your ass over here you douche
I'm tired and starving, and I'm pretty sure I just cost the company 33,000 dollars...fuck you and you're "you'll love going to work high" nonsense.
Still losing my voice, so I am trying to get it back through drugs. Welcome to my Monday logic.
I dont know what we smoked last night but I woke up and found out I started writing a book called White Trash Princess. Its the best thing Ive ever read
Seriously, this apartment is covered in body glitter. This chick musta been a huuuuuge slut. How do you get it across every surface?
Do you have any forwarding contact info?
Are there any plans to where i might need to be dressed semi-nicely or is it a "pants optional" weekend?
And i'll likely end up sleeping in a bush wrapped up in my poncho
So that advice that humming stops you from puking? Yeah no, just puked through my nose.
Do you ever look back on your life and think - man I should have never had sex with that guy
He sent me a picture of his cock that seemed to indicate that we were still on good terms.
Did you clean my apartment?
I thought it was a dream, I'm sorry
Please stay more often
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