So when jo picked me up from the bar I kept apologizing and kept telling her "I'm just a wittle donut"
i have a feeling tonight will end in rehab
I like to melt taper candles in my wine bottles the next day, it makes my drinking trophies more classy, and makes me look like less of an alcoholic.
Either way you look at it, I'm a slut. But either way I look at it, I'm having a fucking blast.
Haha, oh man. I'm awake now. Slept in my headdress.
Sometimes I love sober logical me. She makes rare appearances but when she does she shines.
But that's fine. Because I am an independent woman who is going to pull some jane Goodall shit and save the world one day......or be a porn star......either way they are going to wish they had fucked me.
If waking up at 6 50 pm every day and getting invited to go have sex as you wake up is what alcoholism is like I can get use to this.
we told you you couldn't get your dick sucked because you were a girl and you yelled at us and said we were 'discriminating you'
I'm going to get high and eat ice cream until the pain goes away. You're welcome to join.
First of all she starred talking about God which immediately killed my buzz
Wearing Navy dress whites to a wedding is like having a magical panty removing device. I've never cockblocked a whole room just by existing before.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
Youre saying I should leave him? Have you seen the dating pool these days? It's terrifying, and in the capital region it's straight Norman Bates
everytime he speaks i want to fuck him less. i just wanna tell him to shut up and take his pants off and we could both be happy.
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