I want to tell you about my weekend in person so I can see your look of judgement and disgust.
i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
the only thing keeping me going right now is the knowledge that in 2 hours i'll be drunk at the circus.
Walk-of-shaming home in that dress you got arrested in. Six guys called out your name when I walked past. I've never been more proud of us.
Typcal friday morning so far. Puke, shower, commute/puke, coffee, puke, coffee, bagel, good to go. Lunch today?
Apparently, I kept going on about how i'm going to name my first born Ramen. I think this is a good parenting move.
There's a lady here with a big bag of dildos. I'm not sure that's appropriate bar baggage but, I like her style
theres 2 cans of open Campbell's soup on the counter and a note that says "guess which one is puke" ... want lunch?
I just used a baby fork as a roach clip. I am totally the cool aunt.
I need to pack up my vagina and leave. We only do bad things together.
I don't think I can recall what a 23 year old cock felt like if one slapped me in the face.
Hey, I took a sweater from your house. And, um, your little brother's virginity.
last night we were hooking up when all the sudden he just murmured "mm blonde". i don't know what to think about this situation.
it went well until I said "me" instead of "my" and he kept sexting me in character as a pirate
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
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