so, totally just picked up a pack of red bull, and some magnum condoms and the old woman at the register's tone went from "hi blah how are you" to "oh....how YOU DOIN'?" she knew what was up
when your hometown is famous for abortion clinic bombings, hurricanes, and jude law's newest bastard, its probably time to move.
Let's go to weight watchers and eat in front of them.
What happened at the top of the stairs is never to be spoken of again.
he even offered to make my bed in the morning.
Wednesdays are like the thursdays of tuesdays... Drink time
Thanks for putting pants on me last night. And for calling me a princess.
Nope. Daytime is texting time. Night time is you send me naked pictures time.
The usual, im laying out. Ipod on shuffle, Large spray bottle to cool myself of and a smaller one filled with chilled vodka. I can spray the vodka right in my mouth without even opening my eyes. THIS IS LIVING....
The thought "Ummm which pants am I wearing? ...I *am* wearing pants, right?" just ran through my head. I'm done. So done.
I ripped off the screen and literally supermaned through my bedroom window. That wasted
Trying to figure out why my back is hurting. And then I remember I got fucked up against a tree last night
You act like tequila is some sort of sex juice
one nice thing about being home: no walks of shame, just drives of shame
Put on my pants to go to work and discovered they had melted.
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