weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
I am midnight drunk by noon
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
So.. My internet got red-flagged at work because i did a search on "midigit strippers las vegas" This may be hard to explain...
What's the protocol on showing a video of me sucking the life out of my ex in order to prove beyond a doubt that I give great head???
well what she called a "work function" most people call "doing shots with your boss while people throw napkins at you."
I passed out drunk and Jane had created a picnic on my chest. I had chips and a hamburger laid out on my boobs. The only reason I woke up is she was trying to feed me too.
My day may involve a drug pinata. I LOVE MY LIFE.
I'm mad at him and disappointed with you. It's like I put a bunch of effort into a PowerPoint of "what not to do with Zach" to show you and the first bullet point was "do not love him" and you're just disregarding all my effort and friendship.
I have to make mistakes myself to learn from them
FUCK YOU I AM MAKING A POWERPOINT
He just grabbed my boob and justified it by saying "I just wanna feel your heart beat"
No padding. I spent my whole summer with my nips out. October don't need that too.
I'm at the nutcracker high as shit. It's so beautiful. I cried.
HE WAS CUMMING IN THAT DICK PIC
Spent like 2 minutes so far learning and 35 minutes in a group chat talking about big asses. Yet another Wed zoom meeting.
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