He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
Making pb&j crepes. Using corn tortillas. So high. I don't know if I'm offending French people or Mexican people more.
Hey, did you take me to hospital last night?
what do i owe you?
$237.46 to be exact.
if im having that much fun on the weekend i better start remembering it.
She said " I'm going to get her back one day soon for putting extacy in my pop while I drove her to whislter" just a heads up.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I did sing regulators with a random black dude at The Rail without looking at the screen, hugged him and walked off stage. I pretty much live up to all expectations.
I truly wish I could say I pulled my groin straddling our cab driver but unfortunately I cannot
MY LIFE IS HARD OK. I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT LIKE 10 OR 11 AFTER SMOKIG POT AND PLAYING FALLOUT UNTIL 3
I couldn't even tell you how many times I've said "wrong hole" today
plus like he's kinda a piece of shit. a beautiful somewhat talented piece of shit that hella needs to get his life together
Would it be totally wrong, that in honor of princess leias death, I role played as her??
You spilt a drink on my couch, then used my dog to mop it up... you called her a mop dog, repeatedly
And by "have lunch together" you mean me giving you a blow job in the back of your Tahoe, right?
Sorry for not calling you back. I got drunk and passed out on the kitchen floor. I just found my phone in the shower.
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