so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Dude, she uses Old Spice. It smelled like I was eating out my grandfather.
It's sad because pictures are supposed to say a thousand words, and theirs just say 'fat'
I walked into my room to see them crying, watching hey arnold, and passing a franzia box back and forth...
So after this weekend I think I'm gonna go down on one knee and propose to my boyfriend that he give me his liver.
Found my wallet. It was under my dresser with a note that said "good job you found me". Drunk me is an ass.
He was dressed up as Jesus and had vodka in one hand while he was blessing everyone and splashing them with holy water in the bathroom.
Yeah yeah, I don't care. I bought a super soaker, so lets please go attracting attention by spraying each other while wearing white tank tops?
This couch is so comfortable I can tell if it's like a waterbed or I pissed myself
Decided to stop by the store on my walk of shame. I must really look like shit, a six year old girl just walked up to me and said "my mommy wanted me to tell you Jesus loves you." Thanks kid.
Ick. That's not even the fun kind of punishment.
I hate who I am becoming
I think of it as growth but I also hate who I am becoming as well
Who wants to play the "pick up your shit from our floor because you're not paying rent or dating either of us" game?
I gave in, made out with her, and long story short, I'm giving hetero another try.
THERE IS JIZZ ON MY CEILING. HOW THE FUCK IS THERE JIZZ ON MY CEILING
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