Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
Funny thing- my attraction to each one is inversely proportional to his level of availability.
Pants on the Ground is the theme song of my life
I haven't even gone in yet. I'm sitting in the waiting room playing a game i like to call "Who else is here for AA".
spring break forecast: sunny with a chance of shitshow
one of the cashiers from Kroger is eating at my kitchen table and nobody knows why.
Iranian Rapper, camaroonian basketball player, mexican i forget and indian doctor....this one looks the best on paper.
Puked up what appears to be battery acid next to the treadmill. Everyone noticed.
at least I have the sex noises of his roommate to entertain me while I wait for him to wake up
Shame?!? Shame only comes from getting naked in front of strangers and it not being awesome
Fuck. I have to get my shit together by lunch. Mission impossible.
What if he turns back to me, finds me seemingly fondling my breasts, and thinks I'm turned on by eagles?
the cashier at the gas station pulled a twig out of my hair and told me I should probably wash it before work....it was kinda sweet.
Dentist appt at 2pm get milk poured on my tits by 2am
A marvelous 12 hours
I get so sad when I watch him slowly destroy his life with whiskey and cocaine. Then he bites my neck and I just want to fuck him. I can't help it.
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