I'm having a terrible night. Can I sleep over?
Too tired to pretend that I care : (
All I remember is yelling at him to admit he liked Bon Jovi, then accusing him of giving love a bad name.
Just got to costco. Where are you?
Liquor aisle, bring another cart.
You need Jesus. Or a midol and a snickers. Whichever.
No.. It's totally over.. He deleted the poke I sent him.. That makes it official.
Someone just proposed in Subway. Trying not to laugh.
I used the picture of my mom and I doing blow job shots in Vegas in the presentation for my Spanish final. Graduation here I come.
They're tearing apart the house I lost my virginity in:(
I send out my deepest condolences for seeing my ass last night.
Well right but if we go, he may just disappear for a long time into the unknown with the drag queens.
I just walked away from a youth soccer tournament popping every birth control pill I had left in the pack.
Can we just cry and dive into a couch-sized bag of sadness-chips, dip them in a la-z-boy sized jar of depression salsa while watching a show called 'Forget Your Hopes and Dreams, Just Kill Yourself'?
He told me he loved me and then peed his own bed. So at least it was a memorable one night stand.
we're like the harlem globetrotters of underage drinking
He is more interested in finding his sweater than he is in having sex with me. It better be a great fucking sweater.
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