winoforever
Winoforever
winoforever

Shipping you and Matt so hard right now.

Grad school, winter break I go to visit a friend from college. We end up crashing at her boyfriend's place one evening. Her boyfriend's roommate was a Marine, had just gotten back to the states after being deployed for over a year.... Yada, yada, yada, the sex was good but having a man eat out your pussy after he's

I had to take a break to go cry in the office bathroom while writing it, so I feel you, sister.

I am furious right there with you girl. And here is why. I don't want to be afraid of men. I don't want to think that anytime I walk past a man and I am alone I need to be on the defensive. I don't want to cringe when I am out for a jog and a car pulls up on the side of the road to park and all I can think about

I'd hit it. Would you?

The comments on this post make me want to bake everyone cookies and give out free hugs to you guys. (important note: I *hate* hugs.)

Cider buzz is potentially the best buzz. You just feel kind of happy and just the right level of drunk. And screw just the apple stuff - pear cider is amazing, strawberry cider is like heaven.

I'm not even going to read the article, I'm just going to say that the header GIF for this is God's gift to mankind.

To assume that any one thing - weight loss, a romantic partner, a new job, bigger boobs, more confidence - will have the effect of perfecting your life or even making you happy is a fallacy. Someone said to me recently that happiness is a side effect of doing other things we enjoy. I liked that. If you're the type

I'm at a very (embarassingly) high level of candy crush. You know what made me finally quit. THE FUCKING TORNADOES. I got through a few levels, but I'm on this terrible level of evil tornadoes and I need to make these stripey combos and there's these four huge mega-blocks that clear any sort of attempts of