To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
Um don't talk to me about fat. I just used my chip bag to cover up all my candy wrappers in the garbage.
Just had perfomance review. I was told the best example of my integrity was when I told my boss I was going to fail the random drug test due to my weekend coke binge. She said that took a lot of character.
She threw all the patio furniture in the pool saying she was building a castle.
I took the chef home. His dick even tasted like garlic
You cleaned out the gashes in your leg from hopping that fence with that whipped cream vodka, didnt you?
did you find a tooth?
did you lose one?
She broke both of her ankles trying to jump off the balcony. it's like every time she drinks she makes even more impressively bad decisions than the last time
YOU CAN'T BASE A RELATIONSHIP OFF A PENIS
I LIKE HIS TONGUE TOO.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
Am I supposed to confront my 52-year-old boss/mother of 3 about the fact that we matched on Tinder?
I can only get day drunk because of my medicine now, so... There's that
tbh i just wanted to fuck a guy with forearm tattoos but then he was so FORWARD about it
I did not pay that kind of money so that It could be hidden. that bra needs to shine in glory so that it can be seen by the world.
Let me just get through this whole court subpoena thing and then ill go back to buying alcohol for minors.
Randomize
