He finally admitted that he was drunk when I asked him how he got the rug burn on his chin and he replied "the worm contest"
Sometimes I wish I could peel his face off and use it to take all the money out of his account.
We went out. i got lost. dunno where they were. they slept in the car. i slept in an outdoor shower. i dont know anything else.
two fat guys on crotch rockets just invited me to 'party' with them at a del taco. why does this keep happening to me?
I could seriously attempt to try and saw my head in half with a butter knife cause im pretty sure it could not hurt any more than it already does
I think he's having people over to watch him get way too drunk again
You told me to remind you that the bruise on your ass is from when you danced on the table at Ziggy's, saw a cop and tried to 'fly away'.
and I think you ate the old crusty spaghetti on the counter when we came home last night judging by the carnage
Well that was the first and last time I've had to write "divorce party" on a request time off form. I'm throwing it for my mom. What is my life turning into.
Once he bit me I drew the fucking line.
Hillary said in her victory speech "We're gonna come together". I've got a lib-boner.
Wait you actually sent a text to your self saying “love you I miss you"?
I'm sorry I tried to spit drugs down your throat like a baby bird last night.
Everything is a learning experience. Last night we learned why I'm not allowed to bring guys home from the bar....
Let the healthy eats/juice cleanse begin. Today is day 1
Have you cleansed yourself of the boy yet?
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