i broke up with my boyfriend last night because i had to eat a freezy pop in every color and he ate the last blue one. i sat on the floor and cried for an hour at least. everyone left. so i decided that this whole weed thing isnt really healthy for my relationships.
drunk pissing on my closed toilet lid is actually quite a sobering experience
when i woke up this morning i blew my nose and ash came out.. i'm not sure what to make of this.
Bookstore boy and I went out, he came back here and I tried to fool around and he respects me too much blah blah I'm a predator.
I'd rather say I'm a whore then admit it's his child. Its that bad.
Some guy seriously just got Jimmy Johns delivered to him at the graduation ceremony. This cannot be real life.
Of course the bar would go completely silent right as I yell out "I don't have AIDS"
I'm kinda amazed by how many times I've texted the word penis today.
You puked on my feet last night. You owe me a pedicure.
My mom just made me promise her that i'll care about the next guy I sleep with
He finally left. I didn't introduce him to the roommate. The sex is bad. I don't want him to feel welcome
Thank you for dog sitting, there is $60 on my desk to be spent on DRUGS AND/OR GAS ONLY not that food stuff people crave.
If sleeping with your boss doesnt scream job security i dont know what does.
Now the fun stuff starts.
Someone is losing a finger.
His mom just pulled off a quadruple cockblock. I'm not sure if I'm mad or impressed?
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