You work out of a Hotel?
Well, if they're both my boyfriend.. Then i cheated on both of them.
Getting too drunk for the hot dog vendor to serve me is possibly a sign of an alcohol problem. I threw up in the sewer grates next to his stand
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
He wants me to have his first child. So that makes four gay men that've called dibs on my eggs.
No sex in the champagne room. The champagne room being my life
I can feel my pain tolerance has shot up right along with my libido
Definitely got a blow job in Charles Schwab's bed last night.
I love my job.
He just walked in the house and decided to wake everyone up by yelling "I SHIT MYSELF!" We all thought he was joking....we were all wrong.
There are grandparents doing keg stands I don't know
Ever since we've gotten back together, it's like the ghosts of booty call's past have been hitting me up. Lol.
I just have to point out that once I typed "fa" my phone filled in "fatass"
Also I am throwing a blaZer over what I wore to bed and calling it an outfit.
They had like literally all the dildos. It looked like a seance for dick. I left the apartment and haven't been back.
I am no longer embarassed by my vagina
It concerns why you would be in the first place, but I'd rather not know
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