Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
my boss said she was surprised to see me this morning. i told her there's a time in a girls life she has to give up day drinking in order to make money for next weekend's alcohol. she looked so proud, i think i might get a raise.
I just walked by that girl who tried to commit suicide over me in high school. That was weird.
After we finished he asked if I knew if it was a boy or girl. Diet. Starts. Now.
I'm on his itunes. He has a sex playlist. It's actually not so much a playlist as 12 Kylie Minogue songs with a big gay Whitney finish.
She just kept screaming you name over and over. Im starting to think this is my alarm clock
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
U were yelling that I wasn't generous or supportive. Then you kneeled and said this weird prayer about the windows and doors of your life.
We poured some Korbel out for our homie Dick Clark.
No he's here. We were watching Harry Potter stoned as shit and he fell asleep with his head in my lap. I'll figure out what to do with him after Harry gives Dobby the sock.
When she asked why I felt bad I said that it may have had something to do with the gin and cold pizza I had for breakfast.... And then I reflected on what my life has become.
Our apt smells like hot shit marinated in oregano and cumin. No more taco truck dinner, fuck face. The wall paper is peeling.
It made me want to take you home, put you in footie pajamas and feed you spaghettios
I helped you wax your vagina and you won't even get me Corn Nuts you fucking bitch?
I did wake up to a random meat and cheese plate next to my bed, that was a thrill.
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