Well he paid for dinner, so I paid for the Plan B, but the parking ticket I got is totally his responsibility.
i dont know what to do
with your life?
no, with my silly bandz, im already wearing 3
Drunk me thinks I can light up a cig anywhere, sober me finds this hilarious and highly irresponsible. The grocery store is not a bar.
Also, my phone autocorrects ENABLER to all caps. I think I drunk text the word too often.
Still borderline I believe. As bad as this sounds, I feel God owes me one here and should not let his grandmother die till after my birthday
Go big or go home. Or get a live in house boy you met 7 years ago and feel like you have unfullfilled potential. You know, the usual
I kind of want to throw a lot of things at him. Mostly blunt, heavy objects.
Either I think of sex like a man, or all the men in Vegas are women.
I just used crown royal bags as pot holders...
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
If there's anything my liberal arts education has taught me, it's belligerence.
Seriously, he's as bad as Joffrey. I hope this ends like Game Of Thrones did.
If you ever "miss" working, I'm going to fist you with my hulk hands. BOTH of them.
Text me later if you aren't dead and wanna have a drink later
Just walked into the supermarket puking into a plastic bag while wearing my favorite Bob Ross shirt. I am a human disaster.
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