forecast for tonight- shitshow with a chance of tbell
my version of bright and sunny.
I finally had kitchen counter sex! i was so excited
By the way, shout wipes are a gift from god for people that throw up on themselves.
i just threw up in the porta potty. i am in no condition to be guarding anyone's life rite now.
I've already come up with two plans that will probably end with me getting kicked out of here. You guys should come faster.
you really dont want me to drink and drive. you saw what i did to my face and that was only from walking
The only reason anyone found out he threw up is because everyone heard it sizzle the bonfire out.
Oh my God. He stopped counting at 22.. His senior year. I feel the STDs infecting my taint as we speak.
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
3 for 3 on getting girls who say "yolo" at the bar to have anal. Not the motto I live by, but it has changed my life.
Erry day erry day!
I woke up to find my purse full of puke, and all I could think was not again.
I sliced my fucking arm open last night after margarita madness and had to drive myself to the ER. Got six stitches and a social worker came in and asked if I was abused due to my sex bruises. I literally had to tell her "don't worry, I like it rough"
Best thing I ever did was get a dog. She's like a living trip alarm to warn me of visitors while I'm masturbating.
this potential sugar daddy just sent me a photo of him butt naked in the woods saying he wants to "grow our spirits together." so i think i found us a new drug dealer!
leads to pukin, then cryin, then 24hr masturbatin binge, then cryin again and finally a combination of all 3
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