i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
Any day that starts with a call from my ex-bf... crying... is a good day.
This needs to stop. I just vacuumed the wall. Adderall is a double edged sword.
She either was great at sex or I finished the whole bottle of svedka my self
My dick was out way too much saturday not to get laid
For someone only wearing socks and a cast, I felt reallyy overdressed
I drank butter last night, who am I to judge?
you were afraid hed set himself on fire so you dumped a box of baking soda on him
I can't. Currently naked covered in Nair trying desperately to catch his cat that rubbed up on my leg.
I hate that cat.
The hint wasn't even a hint. it said "stop talking to her" that's pretty straightforward
Besides, I don't need any more men there who have seen my tits. #bearwatch2014
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
friends are allowed to bang on New Years, I read it on the Internet somewhere.
he left a full can of coors light underneath my windshield wiper, like a love note. if that's not husband material, i don't know what is
Yes but I said "let's get a dog" not a drunk human so some rules will be established this evening
Randomize
