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My life would be so much easier if i could just ride around in the cash cab all day
ugh. my soul tastes like vodka
Jesus people on campus asked me what i do for joy. I said i love sinning especially pre-marital sex.
official worst smell ever. a used condom that has gone through the dryer.
It was so delicious I was introducing it to people. Guy from my psych class was like "This is my girlfriend, Erica," and I was like, "This is my milkshake, Oreo."
I'm pretty sure God is rooting for me with this two gf thing
He said he wants to make an itinerary for the sex we'll have when I come home.
The more I stare at her and block out what she's actually saying with thoughts of what she could be saying, the more interested I become
No, you don't understand. If the words "stop," "alcohol poisoning," and "regret" aren't in the same sentence by the end of the night, I will have failed this birthday.
At least I can pee in a cup like a champ at this point
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
The EMT told me when I left the ER "I'd like to take off your pants again and inspect your package. Just not during a medical emergency..." We're hooking up tonight.
Points for getting a hot hook up after getting a shard of glass in your thigh. Almost makes it worth it.
Buy Actually if the police need to find my body I'm on an air mattress in an apartment near a McDonald's that's all I see out dat Window
I think my body is a cloud. This mixture of things is heavenly. Dare was wrong, drugs are awesome.
Whatever. That's why I am to be babied like a calf. I regret nothing.
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