I'm not really sure actually. until I fell in love with a boy (which was just a few weeks ago) I thought my attraction to men was purely physical.
so you were gay...and then you realized you were EVEN MORE gay
FYI... At my funeral, it will be your job to throw yourself dramatically onto my casket.
It was all fun and games until Tim shit on the end table
In my junk email folder, there are literally 67 messages from Alcoholics Anonymous. What..the fuck.
of course he's cheating on me, she's 100x prettier and she can do the splits
Im going home to examine my vagina with a hand mirror. wish me luck.
I dare you try and top an Eiffel tower full of Margarita
she's crying and begging for her chapstick and insisting on walking home...her every thursday ritual
I'm pretty sure I made out with a guy in a man thong.
Dick. I'll go round and break his windows. I've been watching Sons of Anarchy on Netflix.
At this point in job hunting, I'm willing to become a leather daddy if it means some sort of income.
I did a trust fall off the bar and then almost got into a knife fight over a push up competition. Just another Tuesday.
I just wish he would stop trying to bring his emotional baggage into our sexual relationship.
I'm currently using a band-aid to cover my bar stamp from last night while I ask my professor for an extension. That's a sign of getting more responsible, right?
This is the most aggressive rendition of that Proclaimers song I ever heard.
Randomize
