It snowed today. The whore-inducing weather is official over.
The tent wall coming unstaked in the wind and hitting me in the face really sobered me up
I just had a 30 minute conversation about hummingbirds. That high.
I miss high conversations.
Swinging. Is. Amazing.
KNEE DEEP IN HOES. SEND HELP.
Whiskey and an unstable home life is apparently the fountain that 20-something boys like to drink from.
Seriously? We dated for 2 weeks. TWO. And I've crushed his soul and put out the light in his dark world? What the actual fuck.
Yeah, well. That's what you get for dating a musician.
What kind of life do I lead that no one is surprised by the fact that I was watching porn at work with the hot 37 year old?
If my bootycall doesn't bring over a Baconnator, I swear to fucking God, I'm not letting him in. The hunger is that real. Forget his Persian dick.
I can't feel the bottom half of my face but i feel like our sex would be amazing
Woke up this morning with fake blood all over my bed which is a positive considering last year it was all real blood
I woke up with a black eye and a buttplug...not sure I really want to know what happened.
I didnt know whether I was going to vomit or orgasm because I was feeling both sensations
I'm completely creeped out. He's dressed as me. And thinks it's funny.
i woke up to drewlling on a plate of eggrolls half naked halfway between my bed and the floor, and i have no idea where my pants went
Just found out a shooting happened in our parking lot while it was closed this morning. So thaaaaaaaaats fun.
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