new number. flushed my phone last night when i puked, made B help me look for it for 2 hours.
Hard to imagine a reason apart from blow jobs that I'm awake at 530 am.
I just remembered we were doing butt clenching exercising with bar straws last night
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
We waited til after. Not even drunk sex felt right during a Disney movie.
More likely there's a very shell-shocked cat wandering around somewhere, covered in potato peelings
i just unblacked out cuddled in a pita pit booth with ten dollars rubberbanded to my hand.
i think i had to give the cab driver my id to get home last night because i couldnt talk.
I tried to say goodbye but you were hugging a trash can and I wasn't sure if you had clothes on
The only thing I remember is doing a toddlers and tiaras dance routine onstage. I fucking CURTSIED.
OMG stop. Pretty feet? Sparkle baby!
Tell them to carpool to pride, have a 3way, and if one says 'no thanks' just tell em it's not gay if it happened in a 3way!
If my drunken penis pic is ever to be forgiven id like to start over with all that
I kinda wanna drive through the Gator bar parking lot and seeing if my panties are on they ground, they should be right next to my pride...
I woke up naked and alone this morning. What a life
My dad just invited me to smoke a blunt with him. Parent-child bonding at its finest (and highest).
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