Job is the problem. Drinking, the solution.
Normal people don't sit around and watch Degrassi for twelve hours...
FUCK YOU.
I just got over my period in 3 days...I believe that is god's way of saying "go fuck an amazingly attractive Italian boy on vacation"
He tried to slow-dance with me in bed. IN BED.
they're both coked to the gills having a shouting match about the powers and abilities of godzilla. and using the wikipedia entry on the topic to support their respective arguments.
I feel like I have to sign a death waver before I have sex with him...
I love our relationship. We just get drunk, show each other our tits, demonstrate sexual positions and make pasta. Then you go to bed and I sit around with your mom and cry about how proud of you we are.
I just looked at your pics on Facebook....there was cake? Where the fuck was I!?
He's ninety percent amazing leader, brother, and teacher, and ten percent unforgivable douche. These are the men I look up to in my life.
someone commented on last weekends photos impressed that so many homeless people wanted to take pictures with us. weird that those "homeless people" are our friends... right?
im bringing home some absinth and some holy water. one way or another things are going to get spiritual.
I just got the high sucked out of me. Fuck.
My parents are now taking hits off a joint. Thank you.
It's magical, I'm just dancing. It's like prom but by myself and with less clothes.
I'm hung over and my mom made me go to church. I feel like such a sinner.
I need an aspirin and some dignity.
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