So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
I've seriously contemplated telling him the baby isn't his just so I can meet Maury Povich
West Wing DVD drinking game: drink whenever they waqlk around a lot. I LOVE POLITICS SO MUCH
Drinking wine out of an empty soup can and watching spongebob squarepants.. I eveb hate myself
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
I know my whole body feels like I belly flopped onto concrete. Seriously need to tone it down for a while
The cop actually kicked the bitches out of the cab so we could get ours. I flipped them all off as the door was shutting. That drunk.
They just keep looking funny at me. No one has attempted to tell me that I don't make sense though so maybe they're all way more high than I am.
Figured out why that fly won't leave. It keeps buzzing through my weed smoke
Fly high, Fly.
Last night you told me you "were too high" and didn't deserve a hashbrown.
And I made some girl take out the trash, load and unload the dishwasher, swifter, and clean the counters. So don't act like I don't do anything.
He gave me my financial savings if I invested with him while I was giving him a bj.
A shark bit my leg in the Gulf of Mexico well me and the T were banging so look for it in the papers
A bitchslap is in order.
ya figured it'd be nice to explore the mythical world of sober sex i've heard so much about
i've often wondered how it works
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