I lost my shoes and bra and was beyond mapquesting
It's noon and i am somehow drinking by myself in a jazz tent in broad daylight.
Can we talk about the cons of throwing up in the bathtub. there are no pros.
she must've caught on when i went out for a "run" in jeans and a sweatshirt and came back holding a McDonalds bag and smelling like pot.
its 9am and we're in an escalade. I have no shoes and my dress is on backwards. I feel like we're the morning after a rap video
It's one of the reasons i'm here, along with emotional support, physical support if you need it, and power orgasms.
Fuck Spring. The birds chirping at 4am make me feel unnatural for still being up and drunk.
It's official. I now have that "I was drunk and needed the money" college story to share later in life.
He looks like he'd be great Lego character.
i actually texted him "nice to see you" but then there was a saved draft "i think about you when i get off." dodged that bullet...
He's going to find out eventually, but really what's he going to do? Cry about it and buy another fucking kitten??
Blowing lines in the bathroom and trying to get into the mindset of someone who wants to be at work for 12 hours
I know he works a lot but c'mon man. I 69'd you the first week we boned. Put a little effort in. Fuck.
I like it here so far, only people are a lot less accepting of my terrible decisions and it's cramping my style
I woke up an hour ago with orange fingers and a condom stuck to my head.. Wtf just happened?
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