so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
I'm drinking while my friends build sand castles, now I know how my dad used to feel
I really like him. That's why I'm having sex with someone else, so he doesnt think i'm a slut.
I tried. Now my legs are bleeding and I cracked my head on the coffee table. Never taking your advice again.
we convincced her parents we were only wasted meanwhile theire faces were morphing into one and i swear there was a reindeer in the background
I made him a flow chart of what to do if I got arrested.
I woke up to find that chris drank one of my contacts.
Yeah he's good at that.
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
He was running late for work this morning, so I helped him out by finding a matching pair of black socks. And I hated it. So I'm currently drinking and reminding myself of the reasons I will never get married.
Ok so you know that's gonna be legally viewed as kidnapping, right?
You don't feed me, fuck me, or fulfill me.
Great... now even my dreams are making fun of me
Just found a handle of Tito's in my TV stand
Can't recall when I put that there, but let's goooo
We live walking distance from the coors factory. no, we do not have a dry week.
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