i am sick of getting naked and seeing how fat i am.
he whipped it out and it smelt like my toilet after taco Tuesday
theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
I just remember standing in the shower with you eating chips.
Howd you meet this guy?
I found him next to my pants on sunday morn.
Wedding cake is always the best dance partner. In the corner. With a jack and coke. And while I'm crying. Listening to "Almost Paradise".
This guy either needs to stop touching me or buy me another drink.
I asked what you thought of her and you replied not the biggest I have had
...there was a woman in the stall next to me in the Walmart bathroom having a massive bowl movement and whispering "I'm sorry" over and over
I went on an adventure and now we have more food.
Well, really we just have fire sauce and cookies. But they're edible.
I should've left when he told me that he only smoked crack by accident once
Everyday this week I have woken up to a different dick pic. It's like a dick pic a day calendar!
Rock bottom: having sex rejected while your boyfriend talks in his sleep as you stuff your face with Girl Scout cookies
He started me on Celexa. I think I feel like Bjork. Is that normal?
Like... my feet feel like little octopuses, and they want to swim to the next room.
Only I could dislocate my ribcage coaching volleyball and still want to get drunk tonight.
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