Wanted to apologize for chris browning you when you were on my computer.
i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
I feel like this whole "telling that guy i have a kid to avoid him" thing is getting out of hand..
How so?
Probably at the point when i told him i was "Too drunk to drive" and "had to pick up my kid" all in a span of like 2 hours.
When she e-mailed me back asking for proof, complete with hospital intake records, I just told her it was a home-birth. I'm prepared to take the fail.
Well the nurse forgot to take all my stitches out, so my surgical tools are peroxide, kitchen scissors, fingernail clippers, a pocket knife, and 11 beers. Let's do this...
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
Hospital. He tried giving some kid a stone cold stunner during a real fight.
Now I'm at the gym and I never want to leave. It's a combo of adderall and endorphins and I don't want it to go away
I masterbate to the thought of you. You totally aren't just a booty call.
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
its like a catch 22, sucks that you've stopped, but its like a vagina high five
Did you send me a cake saying 'Happy 1st One-Night Stand Ever'?
I mean I've only met the girl once and she was trying to slit some guys tires.
My sister gave me satin sheets. We can fuck on satin sheets.
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