Also, the republican called me again last night. He called me dumb and ugly then begged to come over. Gosh... he knows how to make me want him...
This went bad. Everyone is crying, i dont know why and I am really uncomfortable.
I brought up my Bobbly Flay drinking game in the interview. Of course I got the job.
I need $500 dollars more than I need a night of dignity... I gonna do it.
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
pregamed for the floor meeting. so stoned. i keep thinking my RA is shrinking.
Moral of the story: If you're gonna throw a glass of wine in a guy's face, don't do it in your own kitchen.
And I'm also limping. I just wish that I had self control. I'm 23 for fuck sake and I'm sitting at work, with mascara down my face, vomit on my clothes and an unknown black substance on my tits. How will I ever find my Greek husband if I keep this up?
Went to the doctor's today. The lady took one look at my throat and said "oh god"
Too much penis in there.
Please come and rip my uterus out before it does it itself
Archery is over so let's go back to not giving a fuck for the next 3 years and 11 months
Jsyk, in serious talks of trading blowjobs for soup in bed. I'm sober
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
Is it weird that I have your number saved in my phone as baby Jesus?
Wanna go get tea? Warning: I will be high in an hour.
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