So you coming over for some grilled cheese and head?
stalking is really helping my grade.. I followed him to a review session tonight
His texts read Like a 15 year olds diary.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
You decided that walking wasn't in the cards for you anymore
That bottle of wine took a part of my soul with it.
Am I a bad person for getting my ex to DD me and a random hookup home last night?
"I'm looking more at his dick bulge." Never thought I'd hear those words come out of my boyfriend's mouth.
It was the needle in the haystack of teary, unpleasant handjobs.
I'm pretty sure the Bible says "He who is most sober may cast the first stone."
I might be drinking a 4-day old opened beer on a Wednesday. You're in no position to judge me.
It would have only made it one day at my place.
Was not aware that standing loudly up off the couch and loudly, drunkenly slurring "I'M EIGHTEEN NOW BITCHES" counted as a primitive mating call.
you can see where the duct tape was on my nipple
I dont need your sympathy!!!! Just a fifth of vodka and gummy bears...lots and lots of gummy bears to take my agression out on.
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