...so i touched it.
is it bad that the first thing i do when i get downstairs is go on farm town?
i'm using a wine bottle as a spitter. how classy is that.
The view from the bathroom floor this morning is fabulous
I meant to tell you earlier: bad life decision saturday has been moved wednesday this week
When I try to close my eyes ibwant to puke. Going to the basement to watch pocohantas. That'll keep myeyes open. And puke free.
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
There is nothing scarier than watching yourself breathe in the mirror while on shrooms.
do you want to shower with me?
only if we can drink the jungle juice while we shower
I am walking funny today. And it's sad because it's from the bad encounter with the sidewalk rather than a good encounter with a stripper
No just a slight sexual miscommunication which led to a little (lot) vomiting by one party and a bruised sternum on the other party involved.
I can't even make a guess how that goes.
I panicked i brought burritos. Funeral burritos
I told my dad that he was in a band and he was all like " good job" and then he looked up the band and listened to their music and just went " oh have you disappointed me"
Having random cyber sex while watching to catch a predator just seems wrong.
Found Ryan’s keys in the fridge. On my way back.
Also, tell him he missed Nathan passing out in the dryer.
Randomize
