he kept looking at my chin until i asked why, then he just said he was making sure his balls didnt leave a mark.
That's the last time I fill my pockets with sushi.
he like comes into my room and is like..."can you fix my pants" and then just drops trou
no seriously. she's even got the premier of the real L word on her calendar at work. that lesbian.
No room in fridge, chilling wine in snow. Do NOT let the dog pee on it.
this is not okay. even my mom refers to me as a sorostitute.
you cant just puke in an arbys and not order food. thatd be rude.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
Don't let me forget to bring the toilet inside tonight.
Found myself carrying 2 bottles of .89 euro wine about half a mile to where im staying. and someone stopped me and spoke to english. apparently, i reek of drunk american.
I just need a text that says "put that food down bitch" and then maybe I'll lose water weight through tears
Is she okay?
She may want to issue revenge punches, but medically fine.
I no longer need a flask. I need a canteen.
I don't know which is weirder: that she was old enough to have a live-in son close to my age, or that the woman he was with was close to hers
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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