Housing came buy and confiscated our shopping cart :(
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
Well some days you just have to get blackout drunk and try to speak Spanish to French Canadian strangers
Oh we're fine. I made her a "sorry I peed on you" omelet.
we came up with a wnba drinking game. take a shot every play that you could've done better. won't make it through 1st quartar
We've reached the point in our fuck buddy relationship where we are playing words with friends. This is too intimate.
Found a fruit roll up in my pocket this morning. This means my daughter has a peach blunt wrap in her lunchbox.
While running home from the bar in high heels I multi- tasked and sexted with Brent. Jesus.
I accidentally walked in the wrong house but I somehow left with a chicken leg. Good fucking night.
I can't tell if I have the Pizza Hut shits or beer shits
I'm sorry for aggressively singing the Frasier theme song at you so many times last night.
I know him enough to fuck him but not enough to give him advice.
We single women of America need to make America great again by refusing to fuck anyone who supports Trump.
He finally left. I didn't introduce him to the roommate. The sex is bad. I don't want him to feel welcome
I just found glitter glue on my jesus bracelet...am I really that gay?
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