i just sat at a stop sign for 10 minutes waiting for it to turn green. i need to STOP SMOKING THIS SHIT.
The streak lives on, still havent been to Towson without throwing up
I want to say that being forced to stare at the 'no.1 boyfriend' collage behind his head ruined the sex but it just didn't.
i feel like you're just hanging onto the edge of functioning wino.
He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
Step one go to argentina step two fuck bitches it's a simple plan really
Instead of sending me a picture of his dick, he sent me a drawing of it on drawsomething. This game is getting out of control.
You will never truly trust yourself until you have shaved your armpits, legs, and vagina in the dark.
He bought segways. We ride them when we get drunk. Last night he ran through the sliding glass door.
She failed the Charleston discretion test, although puking in her armpit was very innovative.
I got my first tattoo & injured myself while having sex in a national monument. I say we consider this weekend siezed.
This is stupid. I am not getting knocked up from fucking in his backseat behind a starbucks. I refuse.
I said I wanted pizza tattoo on my ass and the tattooist asked me what I wanted on it.
I'm 80% sure I have pink eye. This is my penance for being a homewrecker.
Just bought shot glasses from the thrift store. I think the guy buying a winter coat was even judging me.
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