I'm curled up in a ball on the floor of my office with the lights off. I hope no one notices. No more open bar. Woof.
When i look at that picture of him, i'm a little proud to be like yeah, his dick was in my mouth saturday no big deal.
I think she was eating a cup of ramen noodles while we banged, or had a seizure
by "whatever happens, happens" i meant "we are totally hooking up again on tuesday." i thought that was obvious.
When you get here, kick me in the balls. It's really important. - I'll explain later.
I promised myself in the hospital that I would give up drinking for however long the cast stayed on. Thank god it was only soft tissue and not a fracture.
Sometimes a girl needs 4 shots of whiskey in her diet coke at 5 in the afternoon and i feel no shame in admitting that girl is me
I think I have to break up with him. I just cried, not moaned, screamed, etc, cried, with tears of sadness and disappointment when I came.
If it was any colder outside, the frost from my breath would make a mixed drink
He texted me "sup", so I sent him that gif of the surprised guy and apparently it offended him
So he has moved up to a stage 5 clinger...Surprised he didn't try to lure you into bed with tacos, like he did last time
Yeah... akward. I don't want a round 2
The logic in me says "don't text him" .But the vagina in me says "text him".
I wasn't going to drink. Then there was alcohol so I gave that up.
Would you say that skipping class and sitting alone in my room singing One Direction to myself and sobbing is an acceptable way to deal with the break-up
All I remember thinking is, why the fuck are there martians on the ceiling? And they were riding fruit. Like strawberries and shit.
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