please pick me up with an explanation of why i shacked in a trailer with a guy who doesnt have a car.
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
ugh the "ive seen you naked on the internet" look is really getting tiring
you don't seem to understand just how much pasta i spilled on my bed last night.
my stepmom is let-the-dog-eat-out-of-her-mouth drunk. oh my god.
You know, it doesn't really count as a walk of shame if you guys showered together the next morning
So idk if it's because I'm working out again or the coke, but I hit my target weight today. Whaaaat uuuup. Come and get me thanksgiving.
whose ass print is on the piano?
The acoustics in my bra are fantastic.
I saw a guy do a line this morning in line to start the 5k, happy thanksgiving!
Fucking holidays. How do I have this many men who want to fuck me and none of them are available when I'm ready to blow my top?
I have work in an hour and I'm having trouble with concepts such as 'staying upright' and 'staying conscious'. Tie me to your wrist next time we go out drinking,
I'm ordering sushi and crying over finals. Come over and bring wine.
Ethically, this is the worst thing I've ever done. Financially, however...
She walked into the kitchen, said 'we've come to this time of the party,' reached into the bowl of cold spaghetti and shoved a handful in her mouth.
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