The bartender let me pay my bar tab with my itunes giftcards.
Nothing like a little anal leakage to start off Sunday morning. Can't decide if that speaks well of my weekend or not...
Either way you look at it, I'm a slut. But either way I look at it, I'm having a fucking blast.
it was like, one of those nights where you keep going back to the fridge because you just can't get full. except, with sex.
My roommate made me a peanut butter and sprinkles sandwich. Maybe tonight isn't that bad
Just found a note from Saturday that says "rainy soft hair".... Any ideas?
you really need to stop getting laid in my dreams more than i do.
I feel like I grabbed someones dick last night, & if I didn't I'll be disappointed in myself
I can't. Currently naked covered in Nair trying desperately to catch his cat that rubbed up on my leg.
I hate that cat.
I feel violated by Miley Cirrus's performance in the VMA's.
It was awful. He had a wife
And now you've had a year of virgin penance. Absolve yourself.
I'm crying watching Rihanna at the VMAs. Periods are a bitch
so we just got back from swapping peoples patio furniture around to different patios. some people might like unexpected change. others might regret living on the ground floor.
i'm at work, alone, drinking a spiced chai & fireball hot toddy. holiday OT isn't that bad after all.
I don't wanna SLEEP with him, I want to start bar fights with him. There's a difference.
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