and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
I turn the corner to find her walking in the front door in a tee-shirt, two different shoes and no pants. All she said to me was "I'm sad"
i'm not sure when i reached "slam my own hand in the door" status but my half attached fingernail is not grateful.
Her name means "flower that enlarges and gives birth." There is no way she isn't getting knocked up
I just really need to get the matching flask to go with my pill box. Is this another step towards rock bottom?
It's pathetic. My bed hasn't been this sexless since it was in bedmart.
You made a course evaluation for your vagina? Wow. You really are a professor now.
I don't know what to say to that. All I know is my vagina is trying to jump through the phone.
I swear to go if the response she sends me something along the lines of who the fuck is Mark Hamill I might need to brake up with her.
Jk probs not coming. Tequila
Take home message: SPERM IS EVIL AND SHOULD NEVER EVER EVER BE ALLOWED UP ONE'S NOSE.
How dare you not respond to me after opening up a picture of my bare breasts
Just once, can I please come back to a room that doesn't smell like beer and cum?
i'll...probably just offer you drugs?
i'll...probably take them in all honesty
If I wanna spend the whole night tied up and getting railed I'm allowed to do so
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