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If u don't agree w/ how another walks thru life, that is your fucking problem not theirs.
Why does it seem people who say they hate stupid people are usually the idiot?
My toddler just got his dad another beer from the fridge all on his own accord. Apparently they thinks he's more fun drunk too.
Twitter is the Cheers of the Internet, u wanna go where nobody knows ur real name.
Husband was crying about my being on twitter all the time. I told him to shut up and go watch some porn. He was fine with that.
Learned what "rimming" was at work today. I could have gone my entire life without that knowledge.
Before remote locks and car alarms were around, how did anyone ever find their cars?
"You are so weird",... oh that wasn't a complement?... well fuck you very much!
Sometimes wonder how I am not a lesbian at a university where women look SO much better than any of the men. Can't u try, just a little?
A day at work without my meds. Perfect recipe for lots of audible f bombs and an OCD induced scrubbing of my home. Look out kids mom's home!
Nothing better, following a long leg girl up the stairs, ass hangin just a little outta those shorts...yep exactly what they were made for.
I'd like to give a heartfelt "Thank you" to the lady at the post office who was using her wonderful cleavage as a sunglasses holder.
Going down on my timeline is always cause for a smile. Love my twitter.
Moving the mouse around profusely makes the Internet move faster. I know it.
Let it go. Today is done give the sun a chance to brighten tomorrow.
What I hate most about you are the things I secretly hate most in myself.
Confusing fb TL and twitter TL is fucking hilarious...especially, I don't give a fuck who unfriends...unfollow well that hurts.
Can always gauge how annoying I am feeling by the amount of noise my slippers make when I walk. Ima loud little bitch today.
awesome meds...if my dreams were public...I'd be divorced friendles s and familyless. I have some kick ass dreams!
Wondering if a boner feels as good as when my middle finger erects, probably not till it's been properly blown I would guess.
My escape. Beautiful anonymity. I don't spell well and am not concerned with grammar here, it's my outlet. My outlet.