I'm sitting in the drive through at Mcdonalds right now watching the workers pressure wash the vomit I left from last night.
so I'm in athletic shorts, a suit jacket and I'm still drunk at 6:30am at the last leg of relay for life
If we don't get kicked out of this hotel tonight for fucking too loud we're breaking up
hes a good boy he deserves a good blow
It could have went better. They kicked us out of the casino and I drunkenly whipped her across the face with a fishing pole. Long story.
he was holding his dick in one hand and my boob in the other and i looked down and thought, this is my life
Did you see the video of me eating a marshmellow on fire?
It's a strange mix of shame and pride every time I pee at the bar and still see my lipstick on the bathroom wall...
It is a sign that I need a fresh start when Kelly Clarksons new album tells the story of my life.
Someone broke in while we were at the bars, window is shattered but nothing got taken
Noone broke in, matt tried to pull a tyrese and punch through the window... were at the hospital.
he apologises profusely for spelling mistakes in his texts but doesn't care about cheating on me. priorities
I almost forgot to feel shameful, if that answers your question.
I'm going to be such a slut in Europe I've already decided
Send me dick pics. We'll make a scrap book
He gave me a back massage while we were fucking.
Did you get that?
WHILE WE WERE FUCKING.
We're sitting on the kitchen floor drinking and talking about mounting real light sabers to the dog's head.
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