I'm home alone watching The Hills seasons, eating pickles and drinking straight rye. I just googled "how to make friends". Probably not the most pro-active solution. Help.
Espresso. Can't sleep. Love puppies
I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
Ok I can't be your drugdealer AND booty call AND friend. It just doesn't work that way
Urine might work for jellyfish stings, but we found out it doesn't work well for nose bleeds...
I'm so in the Halloween spirit, I zombified my all of my nudes on my phone. Tell me this isn't creative.
I'm pregnant.
The fact that this number is not in my contacts is giving me hope it's a wrong number???
Who wouldn't want a man who can knock a guy out but also loves the bachelor.
It's the best of both worlds
That super awesome moment when the guy who threw up in your bed last night crawls into your roommate's bed the next morning...Naked...She was in it.
It has moved into the cliche "thin line between love and hate" real quick. With her. Not Taco Bell.
Dude the little bong I just got fits nicely in the cup holder in my car. The gods approve of my habits.
I probably shouldn't be taking relationship advice from my side piece...
I did not pay that kind of money so that It could be hidden. that bra needs to shine in glory so that it can be seen by the world.
This morning we had sex while he was wearing a full length fur jacket and sunglasses... I wasn't even phased
you know your booty call is really trying when he offers to pay the toll for the bridge you have to cross to get to his house
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