i threw up in his kitchen sink and then used a measuring cup to drink water because i couldn't find a clean glass. i just threw up down the stairs. it's gonna be a long walk home.
the only reason why im excited to go home for break is to finally eat real fucking food and have normal bowel movements.
I just realized his fb pic was taken in a public bathroom.
The liquor store wont accept checks from us anymore.
So I cleaned out my gym bag. Found half a bottle of malibu.
You know, I could pretend I'm shocked but what's the use?
I was in a house full of lesbians and they were all staring at me. I felt like the last cresent roll on Thanksgiving.
you kept introducing yourself to guys as "never going to happen"
Note to self, stop going out with self absorbed bisexuals
I woke up to him peeing by our bedroom door. I yelled at him to go to the bathroom and he just kept peeing while he walked there. This is a new low.
Not gonna make it. My ovaries are playing laser tag
At least they play good movies in the waiting room of the pregnancy resource center.
He got up after sex and said "is it wrong if I say happy Mother's Day?"
Would it defeat the purpose of a run if I ran to McDonalds?
Ate a slug for 39 dollars
I wouldn't expect anything less from a PhD student
Nana added me on facebook...i think i'll have to call her and warn her about my lifestyle before i confirm her as a friend.
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