I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
I plan on putting pajamas back on after I shower. Today is going to be awesome.
if i get an abortion, then will you go out with me?
im a genious. moved my bed and mirror so i can watch the game while Fucking
you kept spraying the cat with water and then telling it to "man up" when it cried
I didn't take her seriously until she snorted that ramen noodle flavor packet...
There were slices of bread pasted to the wall with peanut butter this morning. I don't want to know
Bible prof is the guy I made out with at the gay bar on the fourth. He doesn't remember.
Its not college unless your study breaks were to go throw up from blacking out the night before
I now have a GPA requirement for guys I hookup with more than once.
I am gathering blankets and bags of horse grain to pad my truck bed so I have a comfy place to crash when I get home, without the inconvenience of stairs. Or doors. Or walking. But with the refreshing scent of molasses.
So apparently using the emergency exit of the bar as a bathroom is frowned upon in this establishment...
I should rephrase... I'm trying to not sit on other peoples faces besides my boyfriends.
Do you think they manscape in the zombie apocalypse?
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
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