To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
so he came in my eye... should i throw out my contacts?
my dealer just handed me my weed in a pink easter egg
I had 4 margarita's and 2 mixed drinks and i blew zero's. Its a cinco de mayo miracle.
So for a second i just thought clitoris was a disease.
Just know that as we speak i am injecting vodka into gushers
When my alarm went off, he rolled over and asked me: Bacon or dick? Yes, I will see him again.
Two ladies just showed up with my fucking purse. It was in the fucking street. I'm a train wreck. As a financial advisor, this shouldn't happen. I should be an adult.
I have bruises all over my body. Seriously, I'm a train wreck. I'm too damn old for hangovers like this.
If I just skip sleeping, does hangover still happen? Gonna try it. Will report back. StTAND BY
So my booty call knows your bf. Apparently they were in jail together
He wrote on the bartenders notepad "phone?" So I wrote back "911"
it's a rainbow of FUCK YOU
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
Apparently i disappeared and no one found me until the morning , but i have fifty missed calls
No offense, but I don’t think I would want to see him in anything skimpier than a hazmat suit.
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