"you've got the devil in yuh. the curse of Jesus is coming on your sex soon." That's what a homeless guy just told me.
i told him i was sober and he walked away immediately.
P.S, i don't recommend doing keg stands on top of vehicles.
I had to brake up with him.
In my experience drinking helps.
You dont want to know why?
Not really. I want to drink.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
I'm gonna go drown myself in the shower. Make sure to cover me up before the paramedics arrive. I'm too fat to be seen naked right now.
I will fuck him senseless, no need for a priest.
I only have one eye to read your texts because I just stabbed one out after reading that last text.
He sent me a picture; erect penis, cat in hand and no pants on. He got a boob pic for that one.
Why is it that when I sustain a serious injury people are more concerned with my level of inebriation than my personal safety?
So maybe I got drunk and hooked up with him in a hot tub? I mean that's nothing to be ashamed of, that kind of takes talent. I'd drown.
Don't blame me. My vagina leads me astray.
Every time I start to think he's just not worth the trouble, he puts his face down there and I wanna buy him a car
WHEN JENDA BENDA THE DRAG QUEEN TELLS YOU TO RUN, YOU RUN, BITCH!!!
so i just met a former male stripper who has a lion king tattoo. new BFF? i think yes
last night is slowly putting itself back together. Its one giant slutty puzzle, all the pieces are covered in tequila and shame.
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