so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I have diapers under my sink. trying to convince myself to use them.
You puked in the drive thru of Taco Bell. You puked as it was being handed to me. You managed to yell out "FIRE SAUCE" in between hurls.
He told me that a camel appeared out of nowhere and it told him to quit smoking...
It was honestly like he was directing a porno or something. he kept telling different people to grab other people's boobs, it was all very artistic.
And I think short bridesmaids dresses are the best idea especially for bathroom sex
Nothing gets you judged faster than having cum in your hair at the gas station.
i actually texted him "nice to see you" but then there was a saved draft "i think about you when i get off." dodged that bullet...
Damn, well, it could always be worse
For sure, I could be a prison bitch right now. Thursdays aren't half bad
Just wanted to say, I appreciate your bravery in having read receipts
Like I cant decide if he's like autistic or something or just seriously cock blocks himself on purpose with this shit
I swear, the guy behind me wasn't paying attention until the words "middle aged fuckboy" came out of my mouth.
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
you were making out with a girl because you told her you were part of Nsync
she glued two packs of googly eyes on you while you were blacked out. We talked her out of using her hot glue gun.
ummmm thanks
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