stalking is really helping my grade.. I followed him to a review session tonight
my passenger side seat is covered in alcoholic jello with a nude mannequin in it
he has officially spend more money on me than any other boy. and its all gone to plan b. awesome.
I was taking a bath and he burst in, sat down and started taking a shit. RIGHT BESIDE ME. My lack of privacy astounds me.
Other than a hickey from some random Canadian roller derby girl, I came out unscathed
i was congratulating myself on not falling down the stairs when i walked into the wall. it's like one step forward, two steps into the fucking wall
I don't think my body can handle the alcohol I want to put in it anymore.
we walked around the neighborhood with caution tape tied around our foreheads, making indian noises. I might have disturbed a crime scene to make a native american headdress.
But life is now good. Well, not good, good would be not wearing the penis hat with the extended family of the boy I just cheated on, but as good as it's going to get today
While looking for socks, I found my mothers sex toy box. Dear god I finally understand where my kinkiness comes from.
I fucking hate you. Some slutty looking drunk chick backed her ass up across the bar and started grinding on you. You ignored her because you didn't want to share you drink
I care about my drink far more than her feelings
You may want to re-read your sent texts from last night. You were texting me about your "fire shits" spelled 6 different ways between 3 and 5:30 AM.
It was so small.
Tiny. Got to love sexting. Imagine finding out the old fashioned way.
What! I said that you would fall in love? See I know better. Dark liquor makes me think everything is a dream. I barely remember saying that
I texted her mom a picture of us doing it saying "I'm trying to make your daughter just like you!" she was not amused.
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