it was a shit show
We all have our days. But yours might be on the internet.
If i have to listen to his problems about his girlfriend, he should at least let me suck his cock.
I keep trying to sit and the chair keeps running away from me
I hate nights where "I found my underwear" can be considered a victory.
I remember seeing LSAT prep books and thinking "Whose room is this? I should be hooking up with them instead."
I'm worried I'm going to miss my flight so I set a series of alarms on my phone to act as checkpoints to make sure I'll be there. 2am-stop drinking; 4am-stop fucking stephanie, get some sleep; 5am-wake up, fuck stephanie once more; 6am-get to the airport
So after I was tied with a feather boa he left me there with KFC and cherry coke
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
Things i learned at work today: do not put mayonaise on a tattoo, it will get infected.
There aren't enough words in the English language to fully describe how worried I am for your dick. And the rest of you, I suppose.
I also have bagel bites. I know that's not as big an incentive as the cocksucking but.....
If you're signed up as "sober sister" can you do cocaine or nah
I just want you to know that watching you throw up out of a cab in the McDonald's drive thru was probably the highlight of my night.
I wiped my ass with a McDonalds wrapper. I've hit an all time low. Sorry for my impatience
Get ready for me I'm full of tequila and I want to be full of you next
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