I just used my 7th grade year book to figure out who I hooked up with last night. Being home is magical.
if we break up, who will get the dealer?
all ill say about last night is that we tried to stop you. oh and the bus you're on is going to nashville.
Its midnight, he's burning water on the stove and keeps yelling at me and telling me not to burn myself.
Did they have a limo or was i just stoned?
i left the icescrapper in his bathroom. i dont remember taking it there, but i remember brushing his hair with it.
I'm glad they extended train service last night. People crying, screaming, throwing up, fighting and peeing themselves on a train made me feel like I've got my shit together.
I recommend we watch the Super Bowl together and have celebratory sex if we win. Good news is I don't have a team I dislike so were guaranteed a win.
People have been asking me if I'm going to the reunion lately. It occurs to me that everyone wants me there to feel that much better about themselves.
I woke to him laying in the floor puking in a shoe. So I guess we had a good night.
I'm 2 weeks in to my all dick and carb diet and so far I've lost 2lbs.
handcuff keys just fell out of my bra....wtf happened last night?
They tricked me into going into that room by saying we'd smoke a bowl and then they all proceeded to have an intervention with me about my love life.
Apparently I told him the people made me order taco bell I didn't even want it. And then proceeded to turn off all the lights and sit at the kitchen table in the dark and told him not to look at me.
Starting to realize that fucking everyone I come across isn't the most... "adult"... coping method.
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