found a new level of pathetic. i watched a guy pick out cigarette butts from a jar that weren't completely finished. make sure you go somewhere in life.
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
I need a $60 an hour job, because I have a $50 an hour drinking habit.
The "puke-towel" started to grow something...
my goal is to masturbate without thinking about my exbf.
She fucking ripped my chandelier out of my ceiling. How does that make her a keeper?
She broke both of her ankles trying to jump off the balcony. it's like every time she drinks she makes even more impressively bad decisions than the last time
It's Friday afternoon and I'm drunk. This is how I cope.
I mean turning down birthday sex is never the answer
whoa! who said he's my boyfriend?
Oops. Sorry. That guy you keep accidentally running into in public. And at home. And with your vagina.
I'll be there in spirit. Right there in your vagina.
I won't trust your judgement until the word stripper doesn't make me laugh
Hahahahaha. That's what your stoned ass gets for eating half a bag of processed cheese at 2am.
They have a house rule that you get a composite for every 5 guys you sleep with. Where should I hang my new one?
Your roommates will be treating you to many anecdotes about my intentions to have aggressive sex with you. I'm sorry in advance.
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