Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
only if we run a train.
done.
I don't even want to talk about it, I'm traumatized. Even the dog knew to take advantage of the most intoxicated girl at the party...
He stumbled into my room, flopped on my bed, shoes on my pillow and asked me for a juice box. Then fell asleep with the juice box on his forehead.
i wish i just like had a pee bag attached to me and i could just go whenever i want wherever i want
I just wanna be able to fart and do my homework but he won't leave
Sex with you deserves a trophy and a day of remembrance in honor of it.
I just set an alarm for 5 am tomorrow morning titled "Wake and Bake Its Christmas motherfucker"
My roomate had an hour long melt down about her life choices not realizing I was in the middle of having sex... So yea it went pretty horribly.
I might as well walk around wearing a sandwich board and accept the fact that I'm dying single.
Listening to The Little Mermaid soundtrack should cure my drunkeness right?
We just finished having sex and as soon as we get out of bed he yells "trust fall" and runs me over
fuck sobriety. I want to wake up tomorrow in a park or some shit.
So I don't think the seahorse breeding thing is gonna work.
That was random, even for you Mom.
Do I masturbate or eat a pound of matazah. Alissa help what do I do??
Randomize
