He just posted pic of sad weiner and half a butt cheek. That is it. I HATE online dating.
Just threw up off a chairlift. my life is now complete.
Knitting and drinking wine. Forget my 21st birthday, might as well just skip to my 60th
Drunk in a canoe getting pulled by a lawn mower thinking of you
you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
In all seriousness, if tomorrow night becomes a heated game of Which Ex Gets To Take The Plastered Birthday Girl Home, I'm going to bow out with my integrity intact.
Just did a walk of shame dressed as a cowgirl and walked past his ex's entire sorority. Yippee kye aye, motherfucker.
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
You want anything?
Gatorade and you naked.
I've grown it out to 70s proportions. I'm calling it my chastity pelt.
To be fair I went my whole first week without showing up to work drunk!
yea, she was legit pissed that her rasberry vodka ice cubes never actually froze. but we couldnt convince her otherwise.
He eats kale on the regular. Do I look like a bitch that wants to eat kale. No. Give me some Boston market.
Shame - the story of my life.
That's the 3rd negative pregnancy test this month. I'm on a roll.
Randomize
