We're going on a mission for new porn. And ice cream.
It's mornings like this that make me happy to have a clean pair of underwear in my purse.
My last google search was "mavis beacon techs tping" Thank god google auto corrects bc otherwise i wouldn't know that i drunk-type 13 words a minute.
What did I eat last night that was bloody?
took adderall before wrapping presents, ended up making paper snowflakes for two hours
im like basted in vodka, i went tanning and it was like i was an alcoholic turkey being cooked in a locker of doom
So I know we're not talking about this anymore buuuuuut I left heel marks on the wall.
I spent ten minutes questioning her on what kind of cup she wanted... Then I asked what kind of water she wanted..
WOAH TOO HIGH
In related news... Actually, nope. I don't have any orgy-related news. You win.
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
I found my soulmate. Behold my idiot as we spaz into the sunset.
I felt I lost my designated buddy on a field trip when you wandered off to get high with strangers.
It's only considered alcoholism if you're drinking from something other than a cup....right?
Sometimes I get confused on who I really actually know and who's lives I just know everything about via internet. Its a fine line
I'm starting to notice a direct correlation between blackouts and broken bones...
Randomize
