And I just threw up at the table during Mother's Day Brunch.
Just ran to the store on my way to the office to buy Diet Coke...the guy in front of me let me cut because it was 4 more minutes until 8am, so he wouldn't be able to purchase his vodka. I love Wisconsin
i'm having a wet tshirt contest with myself and yet i'm still losing
he just found out the funeral is this morning so i'm wearing last night's clothes and look like a total slut.
Day 5 without masturbation. Fat chicks are back on the table
Ryab! Make hr wtop. Mshe make sme speee. I don want to pee. I want sev. He was so igbad. Redpo.
You had salsa out and brought a banana on a plate to bed
Pretty sure I was rubbing Halloween candy all over my face and saying "these are my bitches."
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
We could make it cute. Like "oh those two cute lesbians who are about five foot two who sell the cocaine down the street. You know the ones? With the Yorkies?"
So I wore a corset to school. Fuck laundry.
I'll have sex with you for tacos. I don't care, man.
Ate 3 ghost peppers and chased them with Everclear last night. Currently on the toilet cursing the universe and everyone in it.
He forgot how to sit. we had to pick him up and set him down.
Did a 4 pm walk of GLORY the next day.
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