i hate this light. i wouldnt even hook up with me in this light
I feel like I spend my weeks apologizing for my weekends.
Bank of America texted me 7 times in 12 hours to say my balance was below $50. I kept transfering money back in. Then I texted my bank saying that it was okay, i knew what I was doing.
I just snuked. Sneezed and puked
I feel like I'm in a bed a bagels and mistakes.
okay, this game isn't funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.
I just feel as thought we should spend the day in which we celebrate relationships the same as how we started them. Drunken hook ups.
I feel like I'm taking part in a surprise porno. At least my hair looked good.
First time on E and Chris took me to a petsmart during puppy day. I might die of pure awesomeness.
doing the walk of shame back to your house in nothing but a bed sheet was definitely not one of my proudest moments..
Holy shit, add "successfully got stoned secretly at a party where a cop was" to my list of accomplishments.
I'm trying to find some better sex background music so his neighbors don't hate us. This is tedious.
My dry spell starts kindergarten this fall...
They grow up so fast.
I'm a shining star this evening. Dancing with a cane in rite aid now. I should be kept under survaillance.
Highlight your past hook-ups. You've been stabbed, shot at, run over, and chased down the road...no you can't bring new bar bitch over here!
Dude she has a friend!!!!
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