And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
You're gonna die alone anyway. Even if you do meet a man, they die earlier than women. Best case, you have to deal with grieving over his death and then die alone a couple years later. Worst case, you get a terminal illness and he divorces you, leaving you to die alone anyway.
Thanks, mom.
Driving by his house every hour is not stalking, it's a reconnaissance mission... How else can I confront him
I can't take any time off so I'll be here drinking mimosas til I puke at home with my kitty
Are we sharing a room, or can I pack my vibrator?
Yes to both. We'll use the workout rotation from dorm life.
you should be awarded for your promiscuity.
i really should.
how did you know i stayed over last night?
there was a trail of glow sticks and cheetos from the front door all the way to his bedroom
He could stay over, if you'd just ask.
Yeah. What am I supposed to say? "Oh, my couch is occupied, but my vagina's not"
Just so you know, I woke up with 2 oven mits in my bed and no clothes on.
it's like i'm making a family tree of tunnel buddies for my vagina
So is the trick to long distance communication to be drunk during phone conversations?
I keep having dreams where I tie him up and eat cookies off of him while riding him. Wtf brain.
Shut the fuck up! I can hear you having sex over Pirates of the Caribbean you moaning whore.
He's watching Always Sunny and eating refried beans straight from the can.
Well... Chad blew off half of his hand last night. We were able to find most of it.
Randomize
