so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Kirsten Dunst is sitting next to me in a bar in NYC
Tell her I want my money back for Elizabethtown.
no.. I went home. Puking up hot dogs and lemon tart isn't as lovely as it sounds.
If I could have all the money back from the pregnancy test i've bought- I could buy myself a vacation.
Or a large amount of condoms?!?
We're doing a case race on Saturday.
I'm in. I'm currently drinking a beer in the bathtub so I guess I can consider this "practice" and not just "alcoholism"
apparently the last bar didn't like my halloween costume with syringes filled with whiskey
I now have a full length bright red cape in my possession. Best sex trophy ever.
I just had the best counseling appointment lets fucking rage
Trying to decide who to DD on the fourth and I came up with a Who's who of guys I've hooked up with in the last month. Not an ideal situation, but I have a feeling it's gonna happen anyway.
Fucking in bar bathrooms doesn't count as "rushing things"
Nothing worse then being at the gym on the elliptical next to a guy looking at porn on his phone
I just got nudes while talking in the third person. Not sure if I Should be proud or ashamed.
These muscle relaxers obviously don't work because I'm harder than a fucking diamond.
went back to my college bar last night. Bar tender doesn't remember my name but remembers me as margarita girl...I'm not even mad though
just saw those girls we met the other night. i happen to be wearing a bunny suit and driving your smart car. i think its safe to say thats a no go situation.
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