I want to make a zoo with you.
After I talked about my ex for about twenty minutes, she just listened, sluts are so understanding
I wish Pampers made couches for people like us.
he has cookie breath... dont trust fat people.
I feel like I have streams of color and coldness wrapping around my body.
I think he offered to cook me dinner or cook me for dinner. Not really sure. Just smiled and nodded.
I had a dream about masturbating with toys I can't afford.
My sex life and finances are equally in shambles.
i mean i'm drinking free wine with lesbians and listening to sinead oconnor so i'm not sure who won that breakup
I'm full of champagne and rage, of course I'm showing up at his house.
Did you survive the Atlanta roadway snowpocalypse?
All the bars are closed. Might as well be dead.
If i'm forever fucked up in this state of mind then I'm going to kill him for this
just passed the gas station where we took pregnancy tests. memories.
I woke up hugging my purse and I found a business card in my underwear. How?
i definitely signed you up to receive text message notifications from a jukebox last night. Not even sorry.
I have banged to "The Emperor's New Groove" way more than could possibly be reasonable.