when I scratched it gently some sort of watery looking stuff came out...so then I just stopped thinknig about it.
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
he woke me up at 3 am to ask me where my plunger, a towel, and staples were. i'm afraid to go into my bathroom.
sex in a ball pit. and I thought ghandi did great things.
He is going to sleep with me. That's all there is to it. I'm 4 for 4 right now. I'm not making it 4 for 5.
Heard in class today that they replaced our carpet in last years apartment because they couldn't get the smell out, dude we smoked way to much pot last year.
In case you wake up wondering why your eyes hurt... You were claiming to be Zeus and that mortal weapons couldn't harm you. Some chick took it as a challenge and pepper sprayed you. Sorry dude.
Oh god iv'e slept with this police officer before oh god oh god
and here comes the time of my day when I haw to convince a guy to drive my cape and my handle to my dorm.
Obviously last night's theme was "Let's Make Bad Life Choices"
Do exhausted, barely concealed hand jobs count as joining the mile high club?
In other news, I just sneezed and almost shit myself. What is happening to my life??
You set fire to his cat.
In my defense, I did not think it would be in the trash bag.
This whole Rob and Chyna drama is giving me trust issues. I'm about to text my ex and be like if you haven't already deleted my nudes, can you?
I was not drunk enough for that final.
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