champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
every time I see Anne Hathaway all I can think is "my cousin fucked a guy who fucked her" and it makes me proud.... so I want to say thank you for being that cousin.
All she does is lay in bed and watch golden girls and masturbate all day...
It's inspiring.
I don't think of it as I'm taking a pole dancing class...its more like I'm making myself recession proof
Just ate a whole pizza by myself. Wearing my indian headdress again. its really cool with the french braids. I look like fucking pocahontas or some shit.
From russia with love. But also with chlamydia.
I'm eating my emotions. I am no longer interested in anybody other than my own hand and vagina.
So he's compensating for a really small penis. Either that or he's a drug lord.
I immediately regret the tequila decision.
He would come to class in wrapped in nothing but a pink towel
it was like fucking a Mumford & Sons song
Tell the cops to let you through! Tell them you need to do drugs!
Ate his Chinese food and drank his beer and played with his chihuahua. All while wrapped in a towel while he was sleep.
As soon as he called me 'darling' in that Scottish accent... my pants just dropped.
My New Years resolution is to not hook up with random guys.
Mine is to not hook up with anyone who has a kid.
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