GM filed for bankruptcy, all the dealerships closed, and it's june and I'm in jeans and a sweatshirt and I'm cold. What is the point of living in this state anymore?
At least you didnt end up topless in a Tina Turner wig singing cabaret tunes
we just drove by a car that was painted for a grad, it said "you done it!" with a confederate flag bumper sticker next to it. i love kentucky
Things are going great. I have tons of beer, margaritas, and theres an inflatable swan in the mix.
Nothing says "I'm a sorority girl" like puking at 830 in the am, wearing my anti-hazing pin, and getting ready for a tea party.
It's like a puppy that we have to take care of at all times or else she'll get sad, lonely, and chew on the furniture. And by 'chew on the furniture', I mean have anonymous sex.
I swallowed for you. Answer the phone.
All I remember was endless tequila and pulling karate moves from 3 Ninjas Kick Back towards the guy at 7 Eleven. Explanation?
I chugged a beer while I was riding him and he told me it was the sexiest thing he has ever seen. this guy knows class when he sees it.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I just found out that there's a bar that has happy hour at 12 pm. It's like the universe doesn't want me to be sober
my life is turning into trapped in the closet at way too fast a speed for me to feel comfortable.
It's okay. I think we're back on. I just went on a dog walk with him n blew him on a sidewalk
My dog just blew me a kiss. First of all I'm stoned and second of all he's a pitbull. Those aren't sexual dogs. So wtf.
Ok, you agree to the terms? We can have sex, but this doesn't mean we're back together...it just means we're working on things. Got it? Sign here.
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