The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
im watching shaqs comedy special. this is how i know im not sober.
I am so 35 right now. Listening to REM, drinking red wine, and crying over an article about ecstasy in oprah magazine.
He cut part of his finger off. It was a consolation blow job.
Trying to figure out when's a good time to take acid and not tell anyone and see how long it takes people to notice
and I keep making him eat me out and buying me presents, this is paradise. I wish he cheated on me earlier.
I just puked my brains out on the side of the road (see picture) And I took a picture for our scrapbook! I am always thinking! =) tell me your proud?!
They have a booking log online so i can just check that instead of call
Technology: making bailing your sister out easier since 2008
We need to go back to the barter system so I can sell my body and just be done with it.
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
Oh god I just realized bird face had che Guevara tattooed on her upper arm. Deals off, readivised opinion
I'm gonna try Jim's breakup remedy this weekend.
Is that the one where you drink 3 cases of beer and rewatch as much WWE RAW as you can find? Or the one where you hookup with fatties on Craigslist?
the only thing she has in her apt so far is toilet paper and shot glasses. you can see where the priorities lie.
I told him that we shouldn't complicate things. He responded with a dick pic.
Do you remember coming over and asking for toast and then singing that yeah toast song very loudly while you were dropping my bread all over my kitchen?
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