He had on juicy sweatpants and thats when i knew he was no longer a threat.
After we finished he asked if I knew if it was a boy or girl. Diet. Starts. Now.
In a min. With a stripper at the hospital. Business. Not pleasure.
If you feel like laying around and watching a movie, that's where I'll be for the next several hours not moving, blaming others, and generally feeling sorry for myself.
Im chasing shots of tequila with chocolate milk right now. by myself. its nasty, but I've had worse in tjere the past couple days, so ill take it.
So much easier to puke and rally now that my gluten's under control
we are the apple cider girls!
I just need some breakup sex yanno like filthy wish fulfilling breakup sex to make me forget what I never had
Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall
It's not vacation until I get called "disgustinly sexy" by an fat woman whose older than my mother.
Walked into the bathroom and saw a Minion eating out Harley Quinn so this Halloween will be hard to top.
So from zero to dumpster fire, how shitty do you feel this morning? I'm hovering somewhere around trainwreck.
Went home with a guy last night with Taco Bell sauce in my hair and on my pants
i like coming up with different names when i reference that night. 'the night i got kicked out of the bar', 'the night i escaped from the hospital', 'the night we had that threeway'...
He has a syndrome called asshole. And it flares up 24/7.
Literally just stood behind a guy in line at Walmart get his card declined when he attempted to purchase condoms. That's rock bottom.
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