Now I'm watching The History of Sex on the History Channel. They're talking about how repressed the 30s were. I think I understand why grandma is such an angry person.
She said "I only hook up with guys I'm dating"
So... What happend then?
We dated for an hour, i broke up with her after. BOOM.
This went bad. Everyone is crying, i dont know why and I am really uncomfortable.
I passed out on my porch last night. I'm still making it to class. This is what growing up means.
I just got a flashback from Saturday night of you helping me wash my feet in the bar's bathroom.
I'm pretty sure my moms getting nailed in the bathroom right now while I'm chaperoning. God damn it.
Im glad the only reason we got out of bed today was to get Halloween candy on sale.
My mother is even happier about me having a sugar daddy than I am
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
So shaving my butt whilst humming "be prepared" is now in my top five weirdest Friday night activities.
So changing channels while she's on top is frowned upon. It's back to thinking about baseball again.
We're at an agreement where I don't pry and she pretends blissful ignorance
Sarah just give sum homeless dude a lap dance, took like 2$ worth of change from his cup and was all like, "Biiitch, this aint free"..
Well, I just puked in the shower in case anyone wants an update on how my day is going
Let's just say if my bucket list had "fngered in the middle of a club by a complete stranger while being sprayed by UV paint" then that is well and truly ticked off.
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