I haven't seen him in over a year. He asked me to his prom over myspace. Is he fucking serious?
so for future reference,at what point did you feel like a line had been crossed?
My drug dealer is spending the weekend in my studio apartment. I feel like I've crossed a line that should never be crossed.
And it just wouldn't be a Thursday night without me having to cuss out a foreigner. The streak continues.
woke up with the dennys waiters MYSPACE link on the back of my receipt...yep one of those nights
the whole "pretend to be sober/pull it together for my family" thing really blew up in my face when i threw up into my pillowcase.
yea. Don't mess. He will heal me. But my blowjobs will be historical.
He came in 20 minutes late for his final wearing plastic bags on his feet, and a tablecloth cape. Explain.
Normally this is when girls give blow jobs. That's how you mentally condition them to put up with PMSing, because they see the shinny blowjob light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm still pretty drunk right now, but when this hangover hits me, I'm going to be super pissed. It's a preemptive never drinking again.
He stood me up and then his cat died. I feel like this is Gods way of saying he's on my side, even after the tequila fiasco.
I just sent a bad sext to my sister. There's not even a way to damage control this, is there?
My manager said you offered to make out with him to ensure I keep my job if I didn't show up to work today
So last night was the first of "I got cut off before I walked in the bar".
You put THAT much Jager in me and expect me to realize when things are a bad idea?
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