I'm sitting next to this guy at the bar. I wrote him a little song in my head it goes "there is no fucking chance you're getting in my pants" gonna sing it to him after he buys me another drink.
I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
I have decided to cut my hair. This is based solely on the fact there is too much of it to clean vomit out every Sunday afternoon.
Omg just woke up. 6am. random apartment. broad daylight. bunch of ppl doin coke around me. Theres a bridge nearby. I think my dentist is down the block. Oof.
This weekend is gunna be a fucking shitshow. I don't even wanna know how many dicks will end up inside of me
Not sorry that my walk of shame this morning was barefoot on my scooter.
I got laxative. And a toothbrush. Because who wants to buy just laxative on a Friday night?
When you get home...find me in the shower. Only safe place at the moment.
I feel like your dick pick is everywhere. Never have I needed to be so careful when posting pictures.
The holidays are too long. I always run out of adderall before I run out of family. you got any left?
I just called my boyfriend "Dad"... Awkward
Did she seriously come back inside just to piss on the kitchen floor?
I was literally so lonely last night that I stopped watching a video on porn hub and just read the comments
no real plans this weekend. trying to derail the alcohol induced fucking hell train I've been riding for the past three weeks.
I feel so accomplished. I've cleaned my room, done laundry, called those places, gotten jobs, and masturbated.
I'm so proud of you.
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