Being alone has allowed me to flourish into a complete weirdo
Taped crackers to the wall. Sat I'n the dryer. Bobby had to pull me out by my hair. No more.
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
Listen. I'm a changed woman. I have no problem using him for sex.
I'm sitting at work trying to dust glitter off my pants. I can't hang out with her anymore.
One day, tell me please to stop buying shots when I'm overwhelmed. I might have just broken a tooth
He rolled up to the party in an ice cream truck. He was definitely my first priority
I didn't mind you coming over, just I'm quite sure most booty calls don't involve a scavenger hunt...
Going to the bathroom drunk while wearing overalls is such a struggle
sometimes you just gotta eat tacobell at 2am and cry all your feelings out
It's acceptable to bring him back to my parents house and fuck on the couch right??
I worked all year for this tax return. I deserve to get my nipples pierced.
These muscle relaxers obviously don't work because I'm harder than a fucking diamond.
I'm just concerned as to why his penis is two different colors.
Let the healthy eats/juice cleanse begin. Today is day 1
Have you cleansed yourself of the boy yet?
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