yeah so i didn't even realize i was on meth until the next morning
so the time management class we had to take for work seems to be working. I just beat off instead of waiting for gf to get home bc it fit my schedule better.
After he convinced me that my friend had died and come back to life, I decided I was having sex with him that night, and that I should lay off the drugs for a while.
No, "because my penis told me to" is not an acceptable answer to that question
I may be new to bar life, but full on grabbing my vag shouldn't happen...anywhere.
Go big or go home. i snuck in two beers in my bra. im here to win.
Awee what are you going to name your new dog?
What dog?
I can't. Currently naked covered in Nair trying desperately to catch his cat that rubbed up on my leg.
I hate that cat.
How the hell does my fucking boss know about the goddamned magician I fucked?!?
This has to be the weirdest conversation I've ever had sober and in the middle of the day before.
I just want to go home and eat bagel bites in my underwear
I'd have to have a ring. Like I don't want to be called "the ex girlfriend that shit on me"
I texted him back and I am so nervous I may vomit up all of the soup I just ate.
Yah. Then he started clapping my boobs together in his hands and started shouting "the seas are angry!"
The last thing I remember saying was "Tequila for all!!"
If you count the sounds from the room down the hall....that was definitely NOT the last thing that came out of your mouth.
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