ps i may or may not be wearing a sequined bra
he suggested we appoligize to eachother. then do blow and painkillers & have ourselves a make-up party.
I just packed a bowl in my room and use glad press n' seal to cover it so it wouldn't dump out in my pocket .
I might have a beer. Just to keep this hangover on its toes.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
We fucked in my basement while hiding from the cops.. And now his Facebook picture is him and others holding up there MIP's in front of my house.. I feel obligated to add him as a friend.
If I die, I leave all my liquor in my apartment to you. Be a drunk bitch at my funeral. I wouldn't want it any other way.
YOU WERE HAVING SEX IN THE SAME BED I WAS SLEEPING IN. AND YOU GRABBED MY HAIR. OF COURSE I'M PISSED.
Walt said he was feeding me so I wouldn't die. that's why there was pasta in my room
I just love it. It's warm and soft and the rest of the world is so mean. My bed would never be mean to me
I know of an excellent nanny. A lot like Mary Poppins but way cooler. And likes pot.
I had sex on a dinosaur comforter, tell me that does not define my life.
Is it bad that I recognize every dick in your dic pic collection?
When I am this hungover I become increasingly grateful for having my own private office
I just pawned the ring from my ex boyfriend to replace the ring I lost from my current boyfriend. #thanks
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