He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
last night this guy was hitting on me by showing me the famous people he had in his contacts on his cell... when he asked me if i knew lindsay lohan, i said "whose that? sounds asian"
just had dinner with my dad's new gf and her daughter.. had to drink a beer to get through it.. she's 19 she has on a disney watch and snowflake earrings
don't get me wrong, i love how you're fun and free spirited. but there are some situations...like shooting down a bottle of sambuca standing in the shallow end topless surrounded by my friends
It was kind of like a train wreck, except alcohol would have improved the situation greatly.
I did what any insensitive guy would do bought her friends shots and tried to fuck them
Almost threw up on my grandmother as she walked in the house. Had to run to the bathroom and vomit my brains out. Prolly getting taken out of the Will now.
The packers need to win more often, Andrew keeps drunk calling me and confessing his undying love for me in between puking and taking more shots.
I just saw a stripper light her nipples on fire. Im terrified and impressed all at the same time
Dude if i sent you a picture of the inside of my fridge would you be able to break down and explain everything that was in it?
All I know is I drank too much, danced too little.. yet somehow woke up on the floor in the arms of some cowboy.
His mom walking in on us having sex was probably the highlight of the night
Just remembered when I first started going down on him he goes "ok now I feel a little better about the broncos losing"
I can now recognize that when my wine bottle reaches a certain point, I probably shouldn't tweet, text or call anyone. RESPONSIBILITY
I'm currently drunk proofing my room
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