Partly cloudy chance of praying to the porcelin gods
i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
This girl just stopped in the middle of a sentence because of my blue eyes. She said she got lost in them. I am laying pipe tonight.
The fact that both my ribs are severely bruised from shoving flasks in my bra might be a validation of my mothers alcoholic accusation
She said her hobbies include bangin guys on one night stands and then sending them facebook relationship requests the next morning just to freak em out
I fell asleep to him stroking my ass calling it his precious.
I still can't believe he turned down that threesome with us in central park. He must be really committed.
If a man doesnt have the ability to fuck you well on a small climbing wall, I don't think he deserves you.
Btw...I puked in my hand last night and threw it on the floor. Don't let me do tequila ever again.
Now that there's no chance of him coming over to fuck anymore, I'm going to put up a one-person tent in my bedroom and live in it. My bed reminds me of him.
Thanks for the Beyonce article. In other news, I just passed a man with the state of Florida tattooed on his face.
I just text my one night stand Happy Easter on her way home...now would be a good time for the lord to smite me.
I realize that my conversation topics seem to only be about bees and my cross dressing fiance. Thank you for being my friend.
I don't know what she did to me last night, but the scratches on my back indicate that I had sex with a Bengal tiger last night.
I think I achieved my goal of being high for 24 hours in the same week I promised myself I wouldn't smoke anymore
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