Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
Me= Watching Ferngully. My neighbor= Having really loud sex including multiple orgasms
Oh God
I know, but the worst part is I'm not really sure which I'd rather be doing. Feel free to re-evaluate our friendship
I thought it couldn't get worse until she said "Nipple hair"
Dude its 315 and I'm sitting here eating slices of cheese. Don't talk to me about tomorrow.
Oh my gosh they are following me around the bar
Blow your rape whistle
I'm going to make a mold of my tits to bake a cake for him for our anniversary.. I can see the pride in his eyes now.
They left at like 4. I got up to help clean their house this morning and we found his pants. No ones heard from him, we're all a little scared.
I could probably do something when Im able to get enough strength to think about thinking about to stand.
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
One day we'll be rich enough to go to rehab. Until then, fuck it.
YOU CAN'T JUST ADD EVERYONE WHO ENTERS MY VAGINA ON FACEBOOK WTF
I'm still alive btw, in case you were worried about my well being.
Update: pile o Coke party starting at approx 4 - 7 and going until 1ish to celebrate our founding fathers and love of cocaine and hatred of everyone\n
It was a blast. I was going to say that throwing up in the airport bathroom wasn't classy, but it's classier than quietly puking into a fast food cup while in your seat during takeoff...
there are LEGIT cum stains on my ceilling. ON THE CEILLING!! you tell me how the relationship was.
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