I have had it with that bitchy sack of crazy. Iam done!
I didn't want to talk to him so I just started telling him how important Jesus was to me
Pre-crushing the pills for tomorrow morning. This way I can sleep in an extra 10 minutes.
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
I'm sorry but that single bed couldn't hold all five of us, especially with those boobs.
Drinking a bawls. If I'm dead when you get home, yes, they are poisoned.
Also I've come to learn that "type" and "fetish" are different things. Apologies for earlier confusion.
Dude, you were tagged in a stripper FB selfie. That is a whole new level of something.....
I did cocaine off my boobs last night. Then I wrote two essays and went on a run. Go me
At least they play good movies in the waiting room of the pregnancy resource center.
He came all over her clothes we have to leave
I miss my teeeeeeeeth. They're in a bag in my hand.
You showed up at my house at 4am with a bloody nose, one shoe and a bucket of chicken... I live no where near a place that sells chicken in a bucket..
Well that would explain the bones in my purse.
I really prefer to do my walks of shame in the summer
you came home and ate 12 bananas. you really didnt think mom would know you were high?
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