so i just googled the prescription for aldara i saw on your desk this morning...
I don't know what happened last night but I woke up this morning with "wolf pack" tattooed on my knuckles.
At this point I just want to meet a man with a job.
Had to belly crawl across the floor to the toilet with my eyes closed to puke my life out without making my hangover worse. Three times.
Am I really that girl who walks around half naked wearing a cowboy hat begging for liquor at some random guys house
The school security guard knows my name.... I think I'm missing some memories...
I am no longer drunk enough to crave tostitos
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
I think our maternal nature is best focused on grown ass men and cats.
You can be responsible and still be on that ho life
He responded to all of my texts prodding for dirty talk with "I will do anything you are comfortable with."\n\nChivalry is great, but being comfortable doesn't get me wet.
idk what happened last night but i just wokeup with nothing on but a necklace...what is this, the fucking titanic?
on a scale of one to ten where does vomming from being hungover during a professionalism lecture fit
the next morning his mother came in to tell me that she made breakfast. she told me to put my clothes on too. awkward.
I ate cake in bed. Felt great
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