the chick you hooked up with on my couch facebook friended me.
just thought you should know her name is kristen
Hes warming up week old McDonalds french fries, putting hot sauce on them, and counting them with his shirt off.
I'm not sure if doing him was such a good idea. Yes the sex was good, but I'm scared I set myself up for failure in 2011 because he's the hottest guy. Ever.
Great I'll forever be branded as gym slut at the new gym.
If I believed in "responsibility" and "having limits", I would probably say I consumed too much alcohol in the last 48 hours
I'm in a bed full of sand, and also just took my contacts out. Whatever happened yesterday was great, I think.
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
I was just at home taking Vicodin for a week straight. Talk about a vacation.
Dad danced with a girl half his age and her boyfriend just sat at the bar and waited for dad to be done. I bought pity nachos.
You slapped my ass and yelled "HOOTY TOOTY WHAT A BOOTY" in a Schwarzenegger voice
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
one more hour of this work bullshit and I'm off to get high with your cat.
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
so how about you dont randomly call my mother during parties?
I looked into her soul, didn't I?
You eye-fucked her soul.
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