I woke up on the steps beside a plate of spaghetti and a toilet paper roll ripped in half. And i actually think this day is gonna get better.
He fucked my earring out of my ear. Of course he's coming over again.
his penis is PERFECT
I want to put it in a shoebox and place cottonbls around it to protect it from any harm
or knit it little hat
I came downstairs to find I had missed the 3some on my kitchen floor but not the pukefest or ER trip after it. This is what happens when the voice of reason is otherwise occupied
morning after pill = breakfast in bed
He ended up letting us go, I think he just felt sorry for us. It's the only time that my night's gotten worse after I've taken my pants off.
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
I totally just somersaulted to the bathroom to avoid moving out of my fetal position
I don't know if I should be concerned or impressed.
tried to out drink an american air force weapons loader. never again
The weed is temporarily burning the grammar section of my brain library.
I just almost said to a customer "P as in Pussy"
My pants are like a grocery bag containing ONLY jelly beans right now.
Then he shook the next streetlight but this one broke and fell over. He told me, "This is the part where we run."
Hung out near hay bales in sweaters then she gave me a pumpkin spice pop rocks bj. That was so freakin' seasonal.
She caught me by google maps... Lets just say it wasnt her car in front of the house.
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