Any day that starts with a call from my ex-bf... crying... is a good day.
sitting in room practicing taking shots. has my life come to this?
i just keep taking vicodin and supergluing random shit
he was sobbing,drinking his beer, all while confessing his love for her. awkward was an understatement...
She was crying and singing Taylor Swift on repeat. I'm never drinking with her again.
I think I've hugged the toilet more times than I've hugged my own family members.
You walked in with a firecracker and a doughnut then demonstrated what a lazy job he did fucking you
note to self, drunkenly bedazzeling the silverware was a stupid fucking idea
My mom just admitted you were a good looking kid & if you weren't my friend & 30 years older she would do you. I'm going to commit suicide.
first time i ever mailed panties back to a fuck buddy. what better of a way to say its over
Btw. Being a stripper for a week without anyone knowing to pay off my school loan is no longer in my agenda.
Does this mean I have to put a bra on now
Dad is celebrating turning 45 by being drunk in a department store before two o'clock.
Woke up at 5am in an elevator... Pretty much tells you how my weekend went.
And now Google thinks I have a hard hat fetish...maybe I do...
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