3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
I wonder if those guys know that i know that is a halfway house and dont just think it is some cool older guy frat house.
you stole their roomba and ran out the door so that you could 'set it free'.
we found you passed out on lawn and the roomba bouncing back and forth on the sidewalk.
Only you could manage to look like a complete slut while wearing a turtle neck.
She was giving you that "I really want to blow you but I have to act professional" look. Guaranteed
well considering we left the bathroom with the mirror off the wall, a bloody nose, and clothes all messed up they assume im just a coke whore now..
I have to cancel. My sons dad is out of jail unexpectedly and i'm kinda an emotional wreck. P.s. This is not the life I dreamed of as a little girl.
Today is going to be the longest game of "was that a fart, or do I need to go wipe?" I have ever played. Maybe the most challenging too.
Are you awake? Because I would like to know whether or not I should refrain from giving my evil laugh when I enter the apartment...
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.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
No other way to put this but the dick was not worth him crying for an hour after. No more online hookups.
I like it here so far, only people are a lot less accepting of my terrible decisions and it's cramping my style
Bra is off & I'm snuggled in a pizza. Adulting is good.
Lessons learned from last night: do not leave me drunk and alone with strippers and a credit card. Let's do whatever's cheaper.
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