So, I woke up to an empty bottle of scotch and a dead car. The last thing I remember are the strippers being mad at me. Awesome night.
Feels good to be wearing underwear again though...
there is a homeless man oan crack poledancing on a fence... now hes humping it...
i want tt clbm rinabw nd ride uncrn
what?
i wnt tto climb a rainboww and ride a unicornnnnnnnnn
I just introduced him to multiple male orgasms. I love wine AND tequila
New rule : you aren't allowed anything . Ever .
yeah, we figured out that passing a joint between cars was a pretty bad idea
I stole a fireplace last night.
I'm in the sex attic, crying, eating french toast and taco
I think I won over his best friend. He was staring at my boobs all night.
I think I'm the only sober person in the whole bar. If you count drinking less than 10 tequilas sober.
I took so my adderall all I can do is lie on my floor and stare too hard at my hedgehog. He has 42 spines in the dark spot on his shoulder btw.
He whispered "Are you feeling it now Mr. Krabs?" when he was inside me. That is NOT my fetish.
In going to go underground and live with the mole people for a while.
Boys winking, cowboys tipping their hats, old people looking disappointed.... ah, I had forgotten the unholy powers of exposed cleavage!
You are my hero.
I have filthy fantasies involving his tongue. My vagina almost exploded while he was licking that ice cream cone.
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