I am in a vortex of obligation.
I'm pretty sure I left my reasoning skills at home last night, and just brought anger and rage with me.
yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
He proposed that we "bone". I've completely given up on boys.
I like one night stands...theyre like crushes for big kids
you handed me your bra at the bar and said 'hold my purse'
I was mid-pee and he walked in, claimed he was looking for his phone, and then asked if we could hook up since we were finally alone.
so yall hooked up?
I'd say I'd distract him, but I lose my psychic powers when guys get girlfriends. And by psychic powers I mean taking off my top.
I vaguely remember having a cowboy explain his belt buckle to me in the bathroom hallway
Brandon's Recipe: two parts cocoa, one part sugar, one part milk, two parts four, 378 parts paranoia. Thanks for the fucking brownies, bitch.
A man just sang Jennifer Lopez to me out his car window. I am not sure how I feel about this, but it is not positively.
I need vitamin water and Jesus :/
The parents I babysit for are at this orgy. I need to leave.
I feel bad for her. If you sacrifice and have a chubby husband I feel that you assume he's not going to cheat on you....