so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
I had a new years resolution not to be a whore anymore, but I think I'm gonna wait till 2011
I don't even know why I got my vag waxed
Ugh, tell me about it. As each day passes and the hair grows more, I get a little more depressed.
it's like your virginity...sometimes you have to pretend like it's still there
You're always adorable, but when you're drunk, you're like Chia Pet adorable.
you made your own hammock out of a towel and duct tape.
yeah, but the likliness of me finding my husband at a party where the facebook event is titled "NEW YEARS EVE SHIT SHOW" is highly unlikely
I'll wind up on his doorstep with a confused "oh you live here" expression, a feigned ankle injury and a seemingly fortunately placed bottle of tequila. I don't care what it takes: HIS MOUTH WILL BE ON MOUTH.
Yea. I couldn't get a job in fast food but I can teach Americas youth. The future looks great
It was the best of bangs; it was the worst of bangs.
If I have to give a UPS guy a lap dance, you owe me a drink.
I seriously feel like I just crawled out from under a shit covered rock. I'm NEVER drinking like that again...well, not for alteast a solid 3 hours.
I miss seeing you
i hope for the sake of your safety you were not with your girlfriend while sending texts like that at 3 am
The only good thing about being back at work is supply room boom boom with my office husband
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