i just watched my husband get a prostate exam. sex is ruined for me.
You deserve yourself a blunt and a build a bear.
she requested me as her brother on facebook.... biggest. letdown. ever.
I just wiped my face with a slice of bread. Lowest point of the night.
He told me i had to sleep under his bed. He said it would be my castle.
I've just never had a dinner guest strut in, go directly to my bathroom, vomit.. then come out demanding whiskey and food.
Check out this gay circle: I've now hooked up with my ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend, and most recently my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend's ex-fling.
Well im sitting on a futon on a porch at 1:30 in the afternoon drinking boxed wine out of a pint glass next to a chick with a homemade neckbrace. What do you think?
My last two google searches are "shiny things" and "Ohio consent laws." you should visit more often.
You were peeing on a bus yelling fuck public transit, congratulations.
I think I'm going to add the date I dumped his sorry ass as a life event on FB.
I think that's justified.
On NPR this morning, farmers are feeding weed to pigs. The result: pot bacon. Life just got better.
and then I said "oh, I see the price of Plan B has gone up". and the pharmacist looked at me very sadly. I was just trying to make conversation.
Burritos, beer, and hot tub sex. Merry Christmas to me.
Because I chose to live vicariously through your uterus and you're letting me down right now.
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