We were so bored at work tonight that we were in dry storage taking turns pouring the boxed wine we use for cooking into each others' mouths. I think I'm starting to understand the "problem" aspect of "drinking problem."
I am about to get in a knife fight over a corn dog.
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
I acted like I was still sleeping as she gathered her stuff to leave.. that's when she let one rip
And then I interrupted the father of the groom, to ask if she was "ballet or pole" in the middle of his story about his niece, the dancer.
All I remember is taking a bath, puking in the bath water numerous times while trying to wash myself and I must of eventually given up
she made me take her to the grocery store to buy a gallon of sweet tea and a shit ton of band aids, the cashier asked if someone was hurt and she replied "not yet.."
Sweetie, don't go home with him. You can do so much better. Everyone else at the bar agrees.
I've got a permanent seat at the "Girls who eat their feelings" table this weekend.
I just wanted to warn you I have strep throat incase I gave it to that guy we both hooked up with on New Years.
He walked in at 7am saying that the police had his shoes and phone because he's being investigated for attempted auto theft.
All you had to say was "damn dude that looks fun, I miss ice fishing." But you sent a picture of poop. Classy
Ohh I see how it works, eat pussy and I get Reese's pieces.
almost just sent your mom a dick pic. almost.
Wearing my one sleeve dress...thought you'd like to know I shaved ONE armpit lol
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