So tired and we had a cokehead in the salon today making us bleach her whole head because she thought it would let her pass her drug test for custody of her kid
Oh.My.God.
If I sit on the seam of my jeans just the right way when the bass hits, this might be my new favorite band.
normally i wouldnt have blown him but he was on dawsons creek.. i love dawsons creek.
You hooked up with another girl while you were with me. You were literally holding my hand while you did it.
I've been ignoring his texts cause last night I put him in my phone as 'ignore for atleast a day' and I trust my drunk self.
And dont forget my 23rd birthday where with no underwear i crawled through the cage of the police car. Dont get drunk be fore you get drunk.
no one could get around him on the stairs cause he surrounded himself with all the empties he could find, he said he was building a fort. then he passed out on them.
let's see, i ended up walking for an hour towards a macdonalds that didnt exist, sprinted full tilt into a powerline, and left a 30 dollar tip to a waitress at dennys we made friends with. I REGRET NOTHING
We were just at different life stages. He wanted to get married and have kids, I wanted to take MDMA and fuck my roommate.
there's still three solo cups of your puke in my basement. so that needs to be solved at some point.
He has an accent when he types. I can *hear* the schnitzel. Especially when he's drunk.
I know but we're going to blackout city so it'll probably be warm there
Now you can NEVER tell anyone that on thanksgiving I took a selfie of my pussy to prove they don't get worse with babies.
Good to know. If our sexting moves past early 1900s vernacular, I'll be sure to use that once or twice.
he's single and there are thong briefs.
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