another moral hangover. fuck.
drugs are my only escape from this reality. good thing I got it at a discount price last night
I got an MIP via FUCKING HELICOPTER. Tuscaloosa police either have nothing to do or too many resources.
i was about to rearrange the room but realized that this is the only efficient setup where we can have sex while the other one's asleep without them accidentally seeing.
The bar posted my picture because my name changes with each new fake i get. i'm getting a wig.
Just because he saw my boobs doesn't mean he knows me all of a sudden
i chased bacardi with meat sauce last night
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
I had to make out with him. He bought me a few drinks and he was an Angels fan. As a Yankee fan that was my way of saying good game and sorry we beat the shit out of you
honestly i just want a cigarette and someone to go down on me... are you interested in helping with either of those
Will it be a clothes optional week when I get there? I have an amazing outfit of tattoos and toenail polish planned.
So we were having sex and his roommate walks in eating a bag of chips. Then proceeds to talk to us about his bitch of a professor.
Did he at least offer you guys chips?
there is a guy with a glowstick staff outside my house
Although the guy I'm messing around with just offered to let me be his rich brother's sugar baby
I WANT GRASS AND TREES NOT SOMEONE SWINGING A SWORD AROUND
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