I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
I tried to tell him it was only 2:00, but he said since it was 5:00 in New York, it was perfectly acceptable. He then put on a Blues Brothers hat and a pair of wayfarers and left. I expect him home in a few hours with a police escort.
Wow, t9 really hates the phrase "slap her in her sanctimonious pie-hole."
I think I just saw the silver monkey from legends of the hidden temple sitting out in someone's trash
GO. BACK. NOW.
I love reading their "i love you more" , "no i love you more" war on facebook today knowing that he hooked up with me last night. I bet i know who wins that one.
He said I was the smartest girl he had ever dated, that should have been a sign from the beginning
it appears as though my vagina has gotten the best of me again
i am one more weekend without sex away from dosing him with viagra and locking ourselves into a closet.
My hair is crimped, I am walking with a roadie, and my vibrator is in my purse. I feel sorry for tomorrow.
official rule: if your drunk, it doesn't count
then nothing in my life counts
I have a calendar reminder for world domination today, you wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?
Got back to find Sarah in her underwear eating peanut butter and watching Arrested Development with the thermostat at eighty.
Just found my glass of wine on top of the litter box. Every argument ever is invalid.
We had a One Night Stand 6 months ago but he just Facebook invited me to his wedding. Who the fuck does that.
His Instagram is like a gay porn blog all of the sudden got conquered by the Mormon missionary that he is
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