Her sister's ass was worth my getting thrown out of the house.
She's 40ish and I couldn't wake her up with a stick of dynamite. My sheets are going to be covered in glitter lotion and smell like grape vodka and shattered dreams tomorrow.
Aren't divorce parties fun?
You and I have very different definitions of fun.
So I have exactly 420 dollars saved up in tips from the past week. I win, and I take that as a sign from god that I am allowed to use that money to buy drugs.
I just did the scooter of shame. New levels of embarrassment have now opened.
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I like complaining with weaving words and complex sentences. It makes me seem more sophisticated and less bitchy.
i can smell the iron from margo's period blood from across the table.