Pot didnt help. Now Im even sadder but now im afraid of the clouds and the crickets.
I feel like I am becoming dumber sitting here in class than I would be sitting on the couch smoking weed.
I just used my thong as a hair tie. I think I reached my limit.
Until last night, I had never actually thrown up ON a sandwich
only you would end up drunk at a subway with a one-eyed homeless man
I know your texting costs money, but I'll pay for it if you consider this. Oversized frozen jello shots. I'll buy everything needed if you approve. Let me know
his phone is always ringing though. It makes me feel like I'm dating a doctor who's always on call.
yeah, dating a doctor sounds much better than fucking your drug dealer.
I've already reverted to sweat pants. And lonely drinking.
My mom said she saw you at the bar last night and asked how you were. She said, you replied with, "Oh you know, just knocked up."
Figured I'd get right to the point
I am 100% planning on being drunk on Wednesday. This is America. Work or no work.
I'm crying at a bar by myself drinking a pear martini drawing things dicks are scared of. How was your day?
Well, our assistant supervisor caught us on the back stairs...he invited us on a double date with his fiance and him. I guess our job approves of the relationship?
It was all good till you had ppl chasin shots of ciroc with fucking applesauce
Although now I have "number of cheese slices" as a unit of boob measurement in my head.
She doesn't believe I only want to use you for sex. She has a much higher opinion of me than either of us do.
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