we sat in the hammock and pretended we were skydiving for three hours. jack actually started crying when i convinced him his chute didnt open.
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
I think call of duty has replaced my masturbating. And I'm alright with that.
Part of my whole not being a slut anymore involves not giving other peoples boyfriends blowjobs
we found his I.D. in the upstairs bathroom...under a towel in a hidden pile of snacks from her kitchen
Oh God! I'm naked from the waist down playing records. Too drunk. I don't even know what to do.
Balls out but with a shirt on. Eating ravioli. I don't know how to deal with this.
Theres a high probability there will be two hot men waiting on you in your bed when you get home for lunch.
I saw Nicolas Cage's face in the moon. Those were good shrooms.
I threw up for like 20 hours. Im gonna be the DD for the next 5 years.
WHEN JENDA BENDA THE DRAG QUEEN TELLS YOU TO RUN, YOU RUN, BITCH!!!
So it's official...my sex life has improved since Pokemon came out...
The last thing I remember before blacking out was passing that sobriety test.
we found her. shes in the bathtub full of raw pasta. i dont even know...
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
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