there are singles shoved down my panties. this is the type of summer job i always wanted.
And i was thinking, 'i'm happy to be underneath you, but i wish you weren't doing THAT.'
"Whiskey Cheerios" was a terribly great idea.
so, does the "dick the size of your forearm" thing run in the family then?
I'm ultimately at thr Shariton to drink and ppssibly puke on fancy shit. Thats my story and Im sticking to it.
I don't know how I feel about the stuff we got from that guy. Me and Monty are driving through town listening to static at full blast...
He waited until after foreplay to tell me that he didn't have a condom and "we" would just have to settle for a bj tonight...
my pupils became my eyes and i slept with a cloth in my mouth again
It was fine until they started lighting shots of everclear on fire and making ME take them. That's when shit went down...
For a second I thought I had fallen asleep on the floor and freaked out. Then I thought somehow I was on drugs. This is my life.
Good!!! I'm so proud of you for not snorting alcohol. Big girl steps.
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
oh i see... well this is a positive first step in you courting him for sex.
the only decorations on the Christmas tree were twinkle lights, condoms, and empty natty cans. I do love a classy holiday party
I’m drunk and naked and looking for my charger - title of my autobiography.
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