so i slept on a park bench last night...no hobo
of course! give me a few hours to recover from chugging a 4loko out of a frisbee, and it will be rage time yet again
Halloween night fail: My boob sweat from keeping my phone in my bra caused the front screen to stop working from water damage.
Im having a st. Get way fucked till i speak Irish pre game party. Bring a compass cause we are about to get lost
Note to self. The tub labelled "not water" does not contain water.
Our conversation concluded a weekly schedule of casual sex in between classes.
When he couldn't get it up, he handed me a beer, put his clothes back on, and said "try again tomorrow."
You went to a drug deal in a onesie.
I can assure you I didn't go home with a girl, because I woke up on someone's porch
He sent me a dick pic from his living room and it has pictures of his three kids in the background
The only person who DOESN'T think it's a horrible idea to sleep with my ex is my therapist. Obviously I trust her judgement above all others.
I'm currently in h&m wondering "what exactly is the class level of a swingers resort?"
according to the calendar even that i put in my phone last night, i'm supposed to fuck shit up at 11am today... i really hope i didn't miss something important
Right before he dumped me... he got a really ugly pair of pants. They were twill pants. A pinkish color. When I'm sad... I picture him in them. It makes me smile.
If I lock her out of the apartment right now would the neighbors have grounds to sue?
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