so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
He called me an ungrateful bitch because I lauged when he asked me "how do you me and a bed sound?"
Like I should be grateful for the 5 minutes I sit on top of him and stare at the wall.
These people need to leave so I can have rum and Doritos at work like every other American.
the facebook you made of my ass has 10 times more friends than i do.
you were passed out in your cheese fries by the time he brought out your second order of french toast.
she played "i just wanna get married" by jagged edge while we were having sex. why cant i avoid stage 5 clingers
Its a bummer that corporate america doesn't believe in $2 u call its on a Sunday night
we've been together for three years, and i still get excited when i know i'm going to give him a blow job. it's that kind of love
Somehow I got food poisoning AND alcohol poisoning in the same night. Its like everything I love is trying to kill me. I'm waiting for my tv to make its move.
One huge ass giant mistake followed by celebatory shots and coors lights thats my day in a nut shell
It was almost as bad as the time I peed on the floor of the Pentagon's subway station.
so when he he finally wandered back into the room it was with a pound of cream cheese which he ate in 5 minutes flat and then passed out
I don't know which is worse, the fact that his name is Kevin or the fact that he has a pornstache.
I feel like I'm in a astronaut outfit like I'm a spaceman & I'm just floating around cause that's all you do in space is float and I'm floating to be in detail
Houston we have a problem
we thought it would be safer to lock you in the car alone downtown than take you back home to pass out
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