I don't know what's more pathetic, the fact that you dated him or the fact that it took a Taylor Swift song for you to break up with him.
Nope it's a specific set of cards not like a normal ace, queen king thing....kinda like UNO, but instead of yelling UNO you get shitfaced
I gave him a handjob while watching the presidential address. Needless to say, it was weird.
reaaaally cool. my cat ate my birth control.
In honor of the internet blackout, I think everyone needs to change their Facebook pictures to ones of them being blacked out.
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
I can feel my ovaries exploding thinking about them.
todays sighting is titled: Bum taking pictures with an invisible camera.
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
We waved. But it was a "let's hook up" wave.
Oh and apparently Friday night I came home and tried assembling the Christmas tree until my mom just told me to go to bed. Blackout.
He yearns for your heart.
He needs to stop being a pussy about it.
In the liquor store when a straight girl and a gay guy were just arguing about who hooked up with the same guy first.
I don't question myself. That's what I have you for.
I'm honored.
Somehow my family started talking about sex toys at breakfast.
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