He never called back after I emailed him my booty call contract.
Can someone please explain to me how I got rugburn on my tits?
I found bruises on my neck from barfing out the window.
They set the pop up pool in the basement-running filter and all. Drunk swimming. Come now.
If I die, I leave all my liquor in my apartment to you. Be a drunk bitch at my funeral. I wouldn't want it any other way.
My mouth feels like I've been chewing on leather and firecrackers for the past 3 days
I'm like still hungover from the quinceanera.
I'm so annoyed. We're about to buy groceries for the week and at this point I'm hoping to sustain myself on pure alcohol.
WHAT IS MY LIFE THAT THE ONLY PERSON INTERESTED IN FUCKING ME IS MY 6TH GRADE MATH TEACHER
Well if I can't snuggle you, I might as well snuggle a stranger's cat.
I think he has some internal "man stuff" that keeps getting in the way.
Like alcoholism and general douchbagary.
I was informed this morning that I took all my clothes off and ran around the whole apartment complex. Being as they just moved in, welcome to the neighborhood.
Would you say that skipping class and sitting alone in my room singing One Direction to myself and sobbing is an acceptable way to deal with the break-up
I smell like a mix of alcohol, sweat, and sex and its only 10 AM
I came home and drank a bottle of wine in the bathtub. I have AMAZING coping skills!!
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