he's 24. he finally texted me instead of using facebook chat. baby steps.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Sometimes when i'm at a cross roads in life, i think about what i would want my lifetime movie to show what i did
Going to eat lunch. Bunch of people in church clothes, and we are hungover, wearing pajamas, and in real danger of puking on the floor. We're about to destroy the ambience of this joint.
This guy just brought his piggy bank into the bar with him. Talk about corruption of childhood.
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
in my defence, i did try to get you to put your shirt back on, then you screamed at me to stop telling you what to do
The only thing I accomplished today was naming the bag of wine I've been drinking
The worst part about living in a small town is partying with your pharmacist and then having to buy Plan B from him the next morning.
I think my sex life is about to turn into a war on two fronts
I drank so much that my feet don't feel like my feet
I lick assholes and I wouldn't eat mdma
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
What use have I for dignity? It just get's in the way of the really fun stuff.
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