Is it sad I memorized the exact change required for a #7 at Wendy's?
you kept screaming i cant feel my vagina, it kinda killed the mood.
So, I just sold my textbook to have money for Plan B.
nah we got kicked outta the bar after the bouncer saw us putting straws up Chelsea's nose to make her look like a walrus after she fell asleep at the table
I think being an adult is being able to say no to free shots...I need to work on that.
What was the name of that place where we saw that concert? It was like a warehouse and some guy was living in the loft above the stage...
It's called: a legit place to drop acid.
He's a huge toolbag douche loser with a below average dick who doesn't know how to treat a girlfriend. He was my rebound after Brady. It was a pitiful 1 month rebound "extravaganza"
I taped a pair of scissors and a coupon for a waxing on the door. He gets to choose.
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
I'm just opting for alcohol abuse, ramen and cuddling with my dog for now.
I just remembered that we had an in-depth conversation about how it was too stressful to wear pants.
You blew him?!?!
*Am blowing
And I keep taking breaks to write you back, please stop replying.
Umm...sounds like a maybe. I broke my nose and have surgery next wed but if I'm ok by Friday I'm down.
before i could order beers she was on stage 69ing with a stripper
Met a beautiful Irishman two nights in a row. I may never come back.
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