I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
you kept say ridiculous things then repeating them in perfect classical latin. You are onee intelligent drunk
just went to the store to buy a mop & tampons. i feel like i just gave in to all those women jokes.
New game: Step 1) Turn on ESPN. Step 2) Drink every time someone says "LeBron."
I fatbooth all their pics then decide which one is the cutest even if they gained like 400 lbs and then proceed to fuck him.
you kept telling her you'd make a great step-dad while cuddling her and rubbing her back...
This year I'm going to try NOT getting arrested. I think the 30th birthday is the cutoff for calling Mom to bail me out.
Let's just say trying to drink my weight in apple pie shots looked better in theory.
I find it very uncomfortable that I need to ask you to stop sending me pictures of your stomach
Best feeling in the world is getting a random boob pic from a drunk chick at 3 am.
Also I like this area. Lots of places for me to get tacos.
You gave your one night stand my number. I told him you left for your sex change an hour ago.
fyi: first time in five days i havent washed my birth control down with liquor. when are we going out tonight?
Go ahead without me. This chick is buying me drinks and just found out her husband is cheating on her. I think I just found the next level of revenge fucking: Scorned Trophy Wife Sex
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