Toiletseat

Is this where it all leads to? Not drinking , not doping, not doing any goddamned thing. Despite the fact that i've often fantasized about the way of my living and getting my act together, everything about sobriety is somehow offending to me. I'm ashamed that i can't regulate, i'm scared that i'll lose my social circle, i'm dissapointed in my goddamned self. So many fucking I's. Writing this all the while from a comedown caused by a cocaine and whisky fueled thursday night , i'll laugh in a few days about my current state of mind and make the same mistake all over again. That's how it all went down the last fucking decade atleast. Got fired today from a job that i'd enjoyed and wasn't something menial or retarded. thoughts flying everywhere, don't know how to sort them. Plans for the future and at the same time pondering about the past. How to better myself, how to solve this fucking problem. Wanting to punch myself in the gut, the feeling that i've experienced so many times before. Ashamed about not having self control, ashamed that i'm apparently "that" kind of people. Scared of seeking help, despite the fact it's the only motherfucking option left. Nothing to blame, no superficial excuses left. Sarcasm kicks in and thinking of deleting this trainwreck of a journal, anne frank would be proud. I need to get my shit together of keep being a born loser for the years to come, the one and only thing to do is become sober. Well its out now and my reputation is out of the fucking window

college fuck fest

her face took the impact of her midlife crisis coming in mohammed atta was flying it.

celebrating 15 years of jerking it to melissa joan hart congratulations hands, thank you for your service and wank speed.

deja vu

if i start leading a normal life from now on, i can buy more toiletpaper

i came here to make to love to other pixels

happy hitler day everyone!

looks like some kind of table cloth

i like your ex

she is a lesbian

his face is melting

toiletseats fifteen minute paid poop break TFMPPB

staying sober

i once worked at a supermarket and proceeded to piss in the floor cleaning machine, everyday day i was there. giggling my way trough the store while it stank like piss while they couldn't pinpoint the source was one hell of a way to spend my youth,

DILDO DILDO DILDO DILDO DILDO

KARAOKE AND REPLACE EVERY WORD WITH DILDO

DON'T SWINDLE ME OUT A DILDO

fuck this

i want to piss on your face OP

is that a dildo on the teddy bear?

i feel the need to go poopy

ill play wit you if you'll play with me take your pants off, son