No idea how I passed that sobriety test.
I'm like a rollypolly, I only open my legs up when I feel safe.
in the middle of sex he stopped to tell me that he loved me... then slapped my ass and told me "back to business"... im gonna marry him
U of I kids don't fist pump to Sweet Caroline. Get me the fuck out of here.
He'd bedazzaled his ass. Im not even that gay...
Also, I threw up on the playground again. I've honestly had more fun there this past summer than I did in my entire childhood.
I just really need to get the matching flask to go with my pill box. Is this another step towards rock bottom?
Judging by the fact that he asked me if i wanted to serenade him using cocaine and Taylor Swift I'd say I so have it in the bag.
I feel strange, like something is off with my body
Yeah that's called sobering up, we've been drunk for the past 4 days
I feel like that's something that he should've asked me over dinner..... instead of with his hand down my pants? maybe not
But I REALLY want to hide my crazy for as long as possible with him so he'll date me.
He made the Waffle House lady get me out of the car. This isn't a joke.
It's like he drunk calls 6 times for me to come over, but can't say hello at lunch.
Our sub is singing "i believe i can fly" after yelling at the class this whole time and this is really hella weird
Having random cyber sex while watching to catch a predator just seems wrong.
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