I feel like your standards for women is like rent-a-centers standards for credit.
Ran into him today. He apologized via facebook. sometimes I hate our generation
At this point, I really just need a sign in sheet for my vagina.
Now that you're back together are you gonna tell him you set his stuff on fire?
There are fucking limits. Jerking another guy off in the bar toes the line.
In a strange taxi 3059. Battery dying I'm dying. Bye.
God I hope my hair dresser doesn't realize that all these hairspiration pictures are from gay porn blogs on tumblr.
He pulled a condom out of his satchel and i questioned my entire life.
I can't say "baby i'm to high to talk to you" in Starbucks.
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
He reached a whole new level of creepy. We were getting a coffee and he noticed the girl at Starbucks name tag looked her up on fb and friend requested her right there without ever introducing himself
HE PEED ON ME. THE MANAGER OF THE BAR.
I'm laughing at the fact that I'm at Target right now buying vitamins and alcohol.
You know that text I sent you last night at 2? That was 5 minutes before I ran face first into a wall of not okay
why the hell are you crying over taco bell?
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