Sometimes, when I'm driving alone I talk to myself in a Russian accent so I think it's my mommy and it calms me down.
Next weekend I am getting a library card and staying my whore ass home.
BROstal carolina. Watching a boy drinking rum and coke out of a cup of noodle empty cup.
May or may not have found my way onto a stripper bus. To Chicago.
Bookstore boy and I went out, he came back here and I tried to fool around and he respects me too much blah blah I'm a predator.
u kept pointing at random guys and making quacking or mooing sounds.
I apparently insisted on hugging all the bushes and apologizing for pollution on the way home.
In times of desperation, never...NEVER put green apple scented hand sanitizer on your vagina.
I've never had goosebumps on my dick before. It was definitely not a bad feeling.
It's all good, I've hated people for lesser reasons than being my ex boyfriend's favorite pro athlete of all time
Now I can't unsee my hot boss's under-boobs. Monday will be awkward.
Pics or STFU
We don't have the same problems as normal people do we?
I've decided that buying my first unused mattress has been my first major step into real adulthood.
Easy. Go to walmart, buy a bag of charcoal. everyone gets a present and it's cheap.
Her son walked into the middle of the living room, took off his diaper, shit on the floor, smiled at me, and walked out, as if nothing happened.
So date night went well?
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