There are walks of shame and then there are walks of what the hell is wrong with you.
Just think about how many life skills I lack. Cooking... Driving... Sobriety...
One question: Why is your trash can full of blood and pop-tarts?
My ex came to my place while I was gone. Random things he took: snow shoes, my laundry quarters, a decorative picture, all my condiments, the container that held my rice and a sticker off my wallet. Then left a note saying he watered my plants and fed my cats. What. The. Fuck.
PS August 29 of last year was when you ran over my foot. Facebook just reminded me.
My vagina can tell he is in a metal band. I dont know if I can sit down.
Well then sir I'll probably see you tomorrow after my class and at 3 with your clothes off. Sounds like a solid way to start the weekend to me
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
Only three months past my 21st and I'm done. So many life lessons in so little time.
He kept singing Happy Birthday to himself, yelling at the bouncers for not letting him in, and telling them his "father will hear of this." He was like a drunken Scottish Draco Malfoy.
he is sitting in the driveway by himself laughing at nothing, idk what to do
He caught me shoving meatballs into my mouth using my hand. Fuck utensils. It’s Christmas...and this is why I’m single.
They are good meatballs.
She actually made an event on facebook for tomorrow when she does a pregnancy test, 8 people are attenting so far
its a comptetion of fuckups and im HERE TO WIN
Btw I puked in your glovebox
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