ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
My drug dealer is spending the weekend in my studio apartment. I feel like I've crossed a line that should never be crossed.
I showed remarkable dignity in such a compromising situation. Except I came off as sort of a blue ball giver.
He was having a "party in the princess castle." At what point do I blindfold him and take him to AA?
I really need to create fewer "the time I was on drugs" stories for my future memoir, "my first year in San Francisco".
good luck with that
I have a strict rule of what enters my vajay. It's either sparkly, or human. Anything else and I draw the line. Standards.
I know how to make vodka btw in case you want to come over and do a science project
But is that really the name you want to scream out during climax?
Just follow the currents of life. And if they take me on to a guys dick, so be it.
She's relieving herself in the laundry room. I'm really hoping there's a toilet in there...
My doctor said I can only have one drink at a time, ever, from now on. My life has officially started its decline.
His parents came home, and now I'm hiding in a closet; awaiting death at dawn.
You are always hiding in a closet though??
i think i passed out for a few seconds while we were having sex but he didnt notice...
I look over and the both of you are naked, and he's eating chicken nuggets off the floor
Now that I'm sober I feel the need to tell you that I'm not really a fish whisperer....
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