called my therapist. she asked if I was sad bc of m.j.'s death. are ppl that pathetic?
you need more empathy. some people get depressed for reasons OTHER than being a whore.
My therapist says she wants to work on my 'trust issues'. I think she's found the cash cow within.
I wish we never smoked. I'm literally laying in bed opening and closing my eyes, just hoping a hot dog stand will appear in the room.
i cant believe i hit a parked car with a pink dildo in my mouth... fuckin epic
he got promoted. that means i have now given my new boss chlaymida. i need a new job.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
Whiskey??
It will be at least another 6 weeks before I say yes again. I'm bruised. I stole sex cards and a really nice pocket knife. I acquired a vial of my own blood. Talk about a yard sale...
I would feel worse for you if you weren't waking up between a pair of double Fs that attached to a classically trained chief. Im still jacking off eating hot pockets.
I was walking around the party holding a dog on my shoulder like it was a parrot
Though I do have to question why i found you and my brother passed out on his bedroom floor, no clothing between you except his tie wrapped around your dick
The crowd is chanting "we want sex!" There's a man dressed as bacon. That is all
I've pulled 4 ticks off of me. This is the last time I suck dick in the wild.
It was a fun night. I made out with the door guy at the gay bar but he didn't speak english
There was no door guy at the bar
He ate me out for an eternity. Like fell asleep, woke up, and he was still doing it.
As you were falling you yelled out, "save my burrito!" Priorities
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