he invited me to an all week drinking party at his house. apparently he knows the key to my heart is booze shaped.
Decided to write a book called "girls don't poop and other myths I wish I still believed in"
i just heard someone have an orgasm and then throw up through the vent in my room.
sorry we overslept. have a good day at work. p.s. thanks for making it feel like my vagina got hit by a train.
And as far as being fat goes I just did like 20 minutes of p90x and now i'm eating frosting out of the container....
we started pounding beers an hour ago to celebrate our personal snow day tomorrow. vodka shots for u of i's actual decision are on standby.
Quite frankly, I consider the fact that I'm NOT pregnant one of my greatest achievements and I'd like to chronicle that ongoing success. I'm going to post pictures of me at "0 weeks" once a week.
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
On a toatally unrelated note, I see music in my hair
I haven't had a normal poop since halloween, we are not mixing vodka and tequila ever again
RESPECT THE VODQUILA
Let me get this straight, you're telling me to lower my standards? Even though last week you told me I don't have any..?
I ate 1200 calories worth of chocolate covered marshmallows and googled why it is okay to be single forever
If I could drink as much and have the amount of sex he has at his age, well I'd probably be dead
Uhhh...I just found your 10 dollar bill in my bra. I owe you 10 dollars.
I just volunteered myself to get tazed this should get interesting
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