I should just throw a hundred dollar bill into the wind and walk away... save myself the hangover.
the level of his annoyance + every insult he makes = the closer I am to telling him im fucking his ex
I think my plan to not drink this week was just ruined by my mothers discovery of the chat function on facebook
You realize it's finals week?
Ya that's the school's fault. St. Patrick's day came first.
he found my favorite bra, 3 thongs and a pair of jeans and gave them back. i love move out day.
apparently I kept yelling at her that I wanted t-Rex sized lines. awesome
The movie was so bad she gave me two blowjobs. Two.
she both took care of me and took advantage of me. it was BEAUTIFUL.
I'll be visiting the rave tower. Prepare your finest boxed wines for my consumption.
He is sitting on the foor in the soup aisle saying "to each their own soup"
I think id rather titty fuck an A cup than deal with what happened tonight again. shits depressing
your were asleep with people making out on top of you. you didn't even look bothered by it.
He does have a nice smile. I also like to think he has a nice penis, but that's just a prediction.
Not my fault the fence refused to just break when I ran into it.
Unless you count my weekly workout where I drink wine, listen to obscure/cheesy records, and pretend I'm a ballerina...no. I don't exercise.
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