we're blogging at a bar
I'm in a subway station watching a tranny do her makeup. This is like watching a unicorn giving birth.
so you had a one ended conversation with the toilet las night in between barfs. you kept telling the toilet how strong it was because its gone through a lot of shit in its life.
drunk me is so punny.
Apparently she doesn't appreciate the significance of eskimo sisterhood as much as I do.
Just saw my bank statement. It literally goes liquor store pizza place liquor store pizza place bar bar bar liquor store pizza place 711 for snacks withdrawl for drugs rinse and repeat
I had to convince someone last night that the fact that he couldn't get me off wasn't him it was me and to clarify I had to tell him there was only. One person that got me off every time without fail, he said "that guy is my hero" you should be proud
Also I just learned you, Samantha, and I three-way made out at my Halloween party. News to me.
I took Xanax and it did nothing to me. First sign I'm crazy and actually need it.
just found out that she named her cat after me.
You shall now refer to my vagina as patty and patty only
I'm running on two hours of sleep, a shot of vodka, and half of a granola bar. I can't be held responsible for what I do.
WHAT KIND OF GUY JACKS OFF TO A PICTURE OF A BUTT WHAT IS THIS THE 1980s
I just need some breakup sex yanno like filthy wish fulfilling breakup sex to make me forget what I never had
Why is there a whip in the kitchen?
and then you proceeded to throw soup at him for calling you a bitch...a CAN of soup...
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