I couldn't tell if he was hitting on me or if he was just mentally challenged.
let's skip the party, and just play drunken wii, again. its time to give my vag a break.
It's offcial there's a Bobby Light radio station on pandora.
I don't remember much but I know I looked hot.
Although, I did get to see a Raiders fan and his toothless girlfriend get roughed up by the police and dragged out of the stadium. So the night wasn't a total loss.
tell me there's a reason my bed smells like paint thinner
My life is a joke. Told everyone last night that they could call me Mrs. McCormick because I'm gonna end up alone with a handle of peach vodka anyways.
I just look @ having a child spit on you as another form of birth control. I think my ovaries just tied themselves in a knot.
I woke up in my own bed clutching a key to a Ramada in another state.
He expects to fuck my tits but will ignore me in public.
Today's walk of shame includes last nights hair and make up, an 8 hour shift, me leading a meeting and me throwing up in a parking lot on my way to work. Dear world, you're welcome.
I thought my broken hand would put a damper on Halloween, but fake costume eyelashes and hydrocodone are kinda fun at the same time.
For an hr, you were convinced you no longer had a right arm so you played Super Mario Bros with just your left hand vs Beth. You won btw, mite b why she refused to wear the unicorn head
What drinking game we play yesterday? Fight club or something?
Setting myself up for trouble? Yes. But getting laid is a lot more important at this time.
Randomize
