I went to blockbuster, where I always go when I need to soul searching
Despondent, hopeless, I decide on vantage point, because I vaguely resemble matthew fox (let me believe this, please)
It was cheaper to buy then rent, so now I'm stuck w/ a wretched hangover and I own this shit movie
with her its the mind over matter factor, i dont mind and she dont matter
I think my plan to not drink this week was just ruined by my mothers discovery of the chat function on facebook
ah, there's nothing like waking up to picture messages of a strange man's cock. life is good.
haha, that's fucked up. flacid cock pictures are the mental breakfast of champions.
We waited til after. Not even drunk sex felt right during a Disney movie.
No way. Our relationship is based solely on texting and sex. A phone call would be too much at this point.
IDK who she called, but some guy came into the party, flying drop kicked Joe said never again. She has to invite him around again.
Every time I there's a break up, I'm left with an animal. That's it. No more mutual pets.
We have so much sex to catch up on
I am not exagerating when I say the thought "screw you future me" actually just went through my head
You were drunk it couldn't have been that bad
I've never been drunk enough to enjoy getting a blister on my dick.
At least you didn't sleep with Ashley's uncle.
I am a delicate flower. A fucked up, drunk, horny, pants pissing, delicate little flower.
No one wants to start their day off with bloody lemons and a tampon in the toilet. Wtf.
i need to get drunk because i'm an angry sober
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