So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
it's a shame restraining orders have to come between me and my relationships
I wish i could go to google and type in drug dealers and it would bring up a number, a product and direction
Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
I swallowed and made him pancakes in the morning. I feel almost as desperate as Jennifer Aniston at this point.
He kept saying that the puke outside the theater wasn't his and it was all a set up to keep him from partying with the whores. Then he passed out on the sidewalk.
My grandpa just complimented my boobs. Im taking this as a compliment but also brushing it off as alcoholism on his part.
I just found a babydoll head in my sink where we ripped it off and did shots out of it.
she showed up with nothing but olive garden breadsticks in her purse.
ttyl tear gas
He had seven beers and tap-danced on the table like a pro. HOW DOES HE DO IT
Then again, he has huge mansions.
*manboobs.
I was laying out of the open window, talking with him on the phone, while we were both puking at the same time.. Guys at the party called it "true love"..
If I send you a picture of a dick will you give me your honest reaction?
Is that your mom climbing in your window dude
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