I cant video chat with you tonight, my parents are home
r u implying that im some kind of v-chat prostitution whore?
I'm worried someone is gonna take a black light to my work computer. But the connection is faster here.
I'm quitting my job and I'm just going to become a professional drunk girls mistake.
just got off the metro to throw up and got back on like it ain't no thang
really making moves this morning i see
btw found the cat. he didn't appreciate the toilet bath.
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
I was freaked out. No man over 50 is allowed to touch me. Ever. Unless you're Michael Bolton. Then please do.
When I got up in the middle of the night, puked in his trash can, and snuck out the front door, I pretty sure he knew it was over.
I need to shower, but I have no shower curtain... I think I can get by with a whore bath and a hat for one more day.
And then we can spend New Year's Day sprawled across the tiles watching greys anatomy and puking into the bushes over the balcony. It'll be great
I'm eating cake, naked, in bed. I am GREAT at being single.
I just remembered that i did pull ups in a bikini on the porch of Red Lobster last night. someone needs to stage an intervention
I don't fucking know. He perched his parrot on his dick. I left after that.
I'm pretty sure even the managers want me to show up hungover my last day, it would be negligent and disrespectful to do otherwise
its been well over a year and hes still saying sex with me was epic
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