Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
He said i was a degenerate twofaced catholic slut and a grade a bitch. Quite complimentary really. i guess i shouldn't insult the red wings
I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
I would give away a ton of these clothes but I doubt there are any homeless people who dress as slutty as me
He kept trying to order 'sex on the tennis courts' for a drink last night
First thing on my "to do" list- get sober for community service.
I may puke in class so I'm excited to see how that goes
You were discovered in a bush, smoking, and singing "in the jungle" to yourself. Which explains the scratches, but not the orange paint.
You spent the entire night trying to get me to make out with you
yeah I remember. your boyfriend shouldnt have cheered me on though.
Should I go bust a nut on the beach
I'm sure as hell not getting hoodwinked into going back to rehab again
It threw me off a little. I had to take a moment and ask myself, "Is he really fingering me in his mom's kitchen while I eat a whopper?"
I will find, mount, and marry that person.
She actually made an event on facebook for tomorrow when she does a pregnancy test, 8 people are attenting so far
He passed out in my car.
What's the problem?
HE'S STILL IN MY FUCKING CAR.
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