So she said grabbing my cock was like holding a giant crayola from pre-school.
that was the beginning of the end.
you asked the guy at 7-11 if he remembered when you came in and threw news paper every where... then you did it again
we sang "a whole new world" together. either he's my gay best friend or the love of my life.
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
at least 'blackout me' had enough sense to take the puke covered duvet off the comforter.
Judging by my dry clothes and wet sheets, I think I might have gotten out of bed, pissed ON it, covered it up, and passed out on top of it
Is it sad I don't want to go buy $1 Mac-n-cheese cause I need to pay rent... I'm re-naming this college.
Also, peanut butter on a spoon dinner is back in existence and it is good.
How was your weekend?
The sex was so good. It hurts to exist.
I think I'm just going to up-end a bottle of wine and look through pictures of what my life used to be.
They were loudly fucking last night and there was way too much conversation involved. It wasn't even dirty talk, it was more like "your doing it wrong" talk
He was super stoned and then he compared doing meth to having anal sex and told me to "ride that cowboy." The cowboy being my ex.
His legs actually look hot in that dress. He might even make a better girl than Josh
Got my parents to pick me up from the party, take me to the bar and buy all my drinks, then drop me off at my booty calls house.
I think were only still together so we can make each other miserable
Your vagina is not a steamboat from the 1800's
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