Last night was an abortion. I might need a publicist.
He asked me if I "almost moaned"
Do you think we're allowed to sign male strippers into the building with a valid id?
it's been like two and a half months. And I swear, I keep seeing walking dicks. I think I'm going crazy cause of lack of sex..
Couldn't see or hear that well because she hit me on the back of the head with a bat. That is my excuse. Also the gin.
She had a baby and now works at Hooters. She is the poster child for peaking in high school.
We eventually had to ration the melon vodka. 10 pushups per shot. THATS why my arms hurt
Going to the market. I need some nachos and a serious re-evalution of my life.
Is it bad that I don't ask for names anymore? Just added "gold-chain-wearing hotel guy" to my list under "minivan 3way" and "funny-tasting gym guy."
He is more interested in finding his sweater than he is in having sex with me. It better be a great fucking sweater.
He just used the word frick. Is that a possible red flag?
I know I'm not a hook-up kind of chick but he is a firefighter & an EMS worker. I felt like maybe I'd be a good person if I let a good person inside of me
Puke-y regrets or just things-seem-far-away regrets?
It happend again, swimming on the floor... Vodka is my friend
The guy whose house were at is drunkenly reading green eggs and ham to us in German
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