So my shaver died while I was trimming...ya know. And now it is half way done. I don't think there's currently any aesthetic in keeping it this way...
I wish my cat could text because i would tell him that everything will be ok. and i wish he could send them back..but him have no thumbs. him no know what he would text with.
it was like she was tryin to eat my face and i was defending myself with my mouth
Shit sorry. Maybe I wont give you this sweet ass fanny pack I found in my parents attic
Nothing says I've got my life together like buying a jumbo bottle of 7$ wine in sweat pants on a monday night
Judging by my dry clothes and wet sheets, I think I might have gotten out of bed, pissed ON it, covered it up, and passed out on top of it
I'd rather not be labeled as that girl who came over, drank a bunch of their alcohol, woke up the 5 year old, broke shit and left
What is it with the dog running away when we have epic hangovers
One day we'll be rich enough to go to rehab. Until then, fuck it.
Both of us came out of our rooms at the same time in boxers and sat on the couch. No words were spoken.
The hair on my legs is officially flapping in the breeze when I walk. I must say, being single does have perks and this is one of them.
Definitely woke up.this morning to a random girls head in my toilet and her mom knocking on my door.
Nxt time we drink that much, we'll have to hide the crayons. Crayola-ing a mural on the living room wall wasnt the brightest idea, but it sure is classy. Right?
I begin to question your sobriety when you both left here shirtless, with beers in one hand and shotguns in the other
hey im sorry i made fun of the color of your sheets, but like it was all i could focus on during sex because they were just THAT UGLY
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