so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
nothing i could have done in life could have prepared me for walking in on her SHITTING on my rug.
Needless to say there is no second date for this girl.
yet...
One person in the car. Three blizzards. Alot of judging.
I had fun this weekend too. According to Web MD, my symptoms say I had a miscarriage.
I woke up to him using my debit card to order PPV porn and Jimmy Johns. I don't even know his name.
I'm really proud of myself for not blacking out yet this weekend!
It's a Thursday.
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
Happiness is watching your asshole boss' police DUI video.
i was really disappointed no one would drink beer from our cleavage last night except for us
Jesus these cramps...it's like every potential fetus I swallowed last night is personally punching me in the uterus
My dad wants to dress like mitt Romney tomorrow night and tell trick or treaters they owe him candy.
Came so hard when I was riding him that I actually bit some of his chest hair off. He said I was the first girl ever to do THAT.
I think I just wanna go buy some jack at the liquor store, come home, take my pants off, and not give a shit about stuff
Drugs are gluten free tho, right?
i dont think sending her flowers will make her forgive you running over her foot.
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