I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
I just need someone to hold me and tell me i dont turn boys gay
i woke up convinced that my room was backwards i tried to go into the closet to get outta my room
I think her nose is broken... but I think she's just drunk enough to fall for the whole "sex releases endorphins, so it'll feel better" line.
They had to restock the bar 3 times before midnight. There is a bridesmaid dress hanging in a tree outside.
Then you screamed "fuck her like shes not your sister tonight" at the people walking down the road.
She was kind of put off because I kept calling her baby my spirit animal and staring hungrily at her breasts.
I feel like I need to get a restraining order against him but I'd probably be the one to break it.
Worst case scenario: I have VD and will die. That's the worst that could happen. As long as I'm around long enough to see the winner of bachelor pad, I'm cool
Does anyone know why "math wizard" is written on my arm?
My halloween constume SCREAMS "Hey i just got done with a shitty relationship and I'm DTF"
So yeah, don't be alarmed when you come home after work to find me eating cookie dough out of a margarita glass with a knife and watching The Little Mermaid. It's been one of those days.
the only good thing about going home with him was that he was prettier than me.
COKE WAS NOT ON THE ITINERARY FOR TONIGHT.
I WANT BLOOD. HERS. I WILL DYE A FABULOUS PAIR OF SUEDE PUMPS RED WITH HER BLOOD.
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