Today I realized that I've had whole drunk relationships with people. And sober me has and wants no part in it.
I gave him a blowie and after he said he wanted to send a giftbasket to the girl we met through.
His sister just told me that she thinks i'm a stupid bitch and that by going thru with this I'm ruining his life.
sounds like a hell of a rehearsal dinner
man, work is way more interesting with these acid flashbacks.
Yes, do intervene. Unless it involves cowboys with loud trucks and hard 9 inch dicks. Then just come back for me in the morning.
I am actually insulted by the long string of ugly, fat girls he hooked up with after me.
He's cheating on his wife, and he's judging me for eating McDonalds
I have to cancel. My sons dad is out of jail unexpectedly and i'm kinda an emotional wreck. P.s. This is not the life I dreamed of as a little girl.
im shotgunning beers in the kitchen. alone. the cat is judging me.
You said your legs stopped working and then pulled yourself around the floor with your hands.
That explains the wood chips stuck in my nipples.
We invented this drinking game where you pick and random video and drink for every misspelled word in the youtube comments. It did not end well.
Please come over, I'm slowly melting into a ball of sexual frustration. If I'm not dead by the end of the day be very surprised.
Update: I may or may not be in a cult
Update #2: I may or may not be the leader of said cult
We're going to ride the bus of mixed signals all the way to unrequited love town and that's where I'm going to live my life and then die.
You're going to love the baby's room.
I doubt it. I can't have sex there anymore. That severely limits the appeal of the room to me.
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