I don't think your that much of a whore. your like a whore-let. a mini whore.
that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
I'm so hungover that the internet is hard.
I'm not upset because i like you. I'm upset because I can't use you for the sex anymore.
I don't think I'd trust a marching band with trampolines to not cause serious damage to themselves/ property.
There's a questionable stain on Harley's bed...would they have sex on a dog bed?
#1- I went to button my shirt only to find they were all mising. #2- I'm so fu@king sore I feel like I was sweating to the oldies all night. #3- this pounding headache I have, I blame solely on Jennifer. Everyone sounds like Billy Mays when they talk. I remember nothing from last night, I'm concerned.
Unintentional and slightly frustrating adventures are basically all I'm good for. Expect heart palpitations, cheap food, and homeless men serenading us.
I was just at home taking Vicodin for a week straight. Talk about a vacation.
While randomly hooking up with my neighbor last night he says "it's okay we're neighbors".
oh and apparently my boobs are named "have no fear" and "plenty o'beer"
I had jack at 8 am= instant drunk
He stood next to me peeing as I was puking behind a car in the parking lot, telling me how much he loved me. On the other hand, he loves me!
Dammit. the window insulation sheets are too small for my windows. Yet again I am disappointed by size
Rich men love me! I remind them of their trophy wife!!!
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