I want to buy you liquor! I want to kiss your face.
I feel like this whole "telling that guy i have a kid to avoid him" thing is getting out of hand..
How so?
Probably at the point when i told him i was "Too drunk to drive" and "had to pick up my kid" all in a span of like 2 hours.
In my defense it was my birthday and I really wanted to do it.
The fact that I found him in his Ninja Turtles t-shirt next to six empty and obviously consumed packs of EasyMac watching reruns of Becker certainly made telling him that I wanted a divorce so much easier than I had planned.
That's because you're a slut. A slut fucking a fence.
Nothing kills the mood when I am hooking up on the dance floor like the DJ saying Happy Valentines.
Have you ever had one of those moments when you kept whispering to yourself "I'm not a slut, I'm not a slut..."?
First of all you can never say anal too much. Second I now think you're a total gentleman.
Rarely has that paragraph ever been put together
He snapchatted me his dick and he's circumcised....BRB going to hug his Mom
So when's a good time this week to show up at your apartment in nothing but a trench coat and a bow? Y'know. Hypothetically.
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.
NO FUCKBOY SHALL PASS OPERATION #BITCHMODE HAS SUCCEEDED
I don't just want drugs. I deserve drugs.
If you break up with me one more time it's over.
Ignore him I am the one that wears the pants in the relationship while "the big man" cries in bed
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