LETS GET FUCKED UP IN ONESIES TONIGHT.
I worry about you sometimes...
Just heard a guy on the phone saying " ya ill buy the eight ball " then came to my register to ask what asile the sugar substitute is on.
still drunk. talking shit to the doc drawing my blood. this has no upside
don't think this is any sort of attachment thing but if I'm going to throw up regularly at your house, I'm going to keep a tooth brush there
he fucked my hip out of place.
Did you know that scruff feels epic on boobs especially when they are covered in whip cream?
I'm tripping balls on ambien right now and I still feel that's a bad idea.
I don't see how you can turn down creme brulee and orgasms
My sister texted me to say she just found a corn on the cob in her purse from last night. You need to party with us more.
I don't know if I should feel proud or ashamed of myself...ashamed for making myself a drink at 6:15am or proud for actually being awake that early.
I know. It was just so disappointing. I almost made it. And now the "when's the last time you peed your pants" clock has restarted. Lol
Yes, bail money means jail. It also means lie to dad, do it now.
I woke up in your kitchen with my ID in my hand and my nails were painted electric blue. Dude.... never let me have fireball again.
I feel like any time there's that much rope, lingerie, and horse masks on the ground, it's safe to say it was a great night
If you needed to get laid tonight all you had to do was ask
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