I keep trying to leave, but for some reason I'm staying
i've alrwady decidided boys hate me plkease take notyes.
what
nvm
Thursdays are my worst days
but now we sippin champagne when we thirstay?
is it sad that i can describe this night as "the night that i was sober" and we all know which night it was. like literally one night of sobriety.
Heading to the gym, the one that guy said he goes to. Already checked online, his class is at 5. And no, this isn't too much after meeting him last night. Stop judging me,
it's ok. he made up for it by standing there and holding my purse while i made out with three guys at the bar. it was a pretty good night.
I should also mention that having been a sheltered child, I am conditioned to have serious kinks and find upper bodies of either sex attractive. And legs.
I think I'm too tall to 69 successfully.
I think I might cry.
I think we can all agree that the size of her boobs, combined with beer, is destroying my ability to judge looks.
WHY AM I CRAWLING IN OLDER MEN HOLY JESUS
Say what you will, but only I can throw up on someone's door and make it look like art.
That's the last time I'm letting you drink that apple vodka
I'm playing drinking games with a boy who looks like Liam Hemsworth. I think I'm fine.
Like actually I will be single and sad and lonely for ever. Cheese will be my life partner. Robot sex is my future.
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
I can't believe the MLB is making the NHL look good.
Randomize
