I have had it with that bitchy sack of crazy. Iam done!
Clothes are such an inconvenience.
I have an asthmatic alcoholic for a roommate. That can't be safe.
She woke up laying on my kitchen floor, ketchup bottle as her pillow, in front of my fridge.
She left scratches down my back from her wedding ring. Her husband seems like a nice guy though, judging by the scratches it had to be at least a carat.
you know, even black out drunk I can always remember the exact point where I should have stopped drinking.
I woke him up this morning and said I have a meeting w my advisor in an hour you need to wake up, cum on my face, and take me to my car.
She is high at the bar - she thinks the bottle of frangelico is aunt jemima telling her to stop doing drugs.
Lying on this bed is like lying on love and marshmallows and joy
Can't even walk I haven't tried talking but I probably can't do that either
Checked my photo vault today... My self nudie folder is passing the 150 mark.
The weird thing is that you don't send them to anyone. You just keep them for yourself...
So last night took an interesting turn.. Never thought I'd say I had to pick up my glasses off the floor of a strip club
I'm not sorry for loving America more than everyone else
then this guy just runs in screaming, "cant you see my daughter pissed herself???!!!" and that was the start of my 2016.
I'd send you a picture as proof but I want to marry him some day and that would be a deal breaker.
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