we're blogging at a bar
I might get fired at work today. I had to prioritize. It's not my fault Cockasaurus came over.
haha i think we're both just down to be fuck buddies..but i do have a hickey and a bit of a big lip and fucking burns on my knees..note to self hooking up on a golf course is NOT that exciting
They need a stunt cock, be about 20 more minutes.
Using the salt from a pretzel bag for tequila shots. Come over.
Omg. I have a story to tell you later about that girl that just crawled on stage
Dude. I realize why I got sick. 8 shots three beers in an hour. Plus I ate an expired lunchable earlier.
She wants to go as a facebook "like" for halloween, but right now her costume looks more like the hamburger helper hand with broken fingers.
Just watched a girl fall down the stair and be to drunk to get up. The only stair in the bar. It's like watching a turtle on it's back.
Just made a memo in my blackberry that contains seth's funeral arrangements. I have a feeling he has big plans for the weekend.
we fucked in the backseat of my car at the observatory, right under the stars. it was a starry, orgasmic filled night
The important thing is that she is gone, presumably back to the depths of hell from whence she came.
FUCK. EVERYONE MAKE MY CONTACT NAME DADDY ISSUES
WE JUST PASSED A FUCKING SPACE SHIP! NOT JOKING! A REAL FUCKING SPACE SHIP! THIS IS NOT THE DRUGS! SPACE! SHIP!
wait i saw you last night?
we found you ass naked on the couch covered in pillows.
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