Don't worry, there is no such thing as a fat, old or ugly blow job.
I don't know what's more pathetic, the fact that you dated him or the fact that it took a Taylor Swift song for you to break up with him.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
We had an indepth conversation about his employment at Arbys..
I just won't go as hard tonight. Four dollar ladies night drink or drown is not a good idea for me. I like to get my money's worth.
He talked me into making a sex video, no worries though, I was wearing sunglasses.
Haha crisis adverted. Just told my dad I need to bone this guy. Nbd. He totes understands
I vaguely remember telling a bum she was worth more than this
yeah, I don't think I'm getting into the baseball game tonight. The security guard definitely saw me bowl over that child.
He was eating my ass and came up for air, I almost choked laughing because he had a toilet paper cling on stuck in his mustache
He told me he was gonna go wash a trailer and somehow I ended up eating vodka fruit with children in a green bean field.
She kept giving the uber driving directions and we all thought they were wrong so we'd send him the other way. Turns out she wasn't guiding us home, but to the half gallon that she hid in the bushes on the way to the bar.
Taking out my recycling and 90% of it is alcohol and cat food. I am judging myself.
I've come to the conclusion, I should prob have at least 20 hr supervision. I would say 24, but I'm guaranteed to pass out for at least 4 hrs a day
Let the healthy eats/juice cleanse begin. Today is day 1
Have you cleansed yourself of the boy yet?
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