I got called a slut by a bunch of girls that work at Hooters..wtf is that shit? explain that to me
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
my bed looks and feels like i need to buy plan b.
That can be our thanksgiving, vodka and cornbread. Just like the pilgrims.
Now that my 6 day bender is behind me, I just realized I might have been the one who took a shit in our mailbox that past few days.
i think i made a good impression on his friends wen i survived 55 cup beer pong
He's currently rapping every word to 'more money more problems' at what could be a over 30s gay bar. I'm not sure yet. More info to come.
Im still alive. Just can't talk. Or move. No need to worry
i think he spiked my sandwich with a viagra
I'm just gonna wear a long dress with no panties today. My pussy needs a break.
Fuck you asshole. You cost me cheerleader pussy.
I got inside last night via doggy door
I feel like I should acknowledge that I see you as a human and not a ragdoll sex object
When you accidentally text the wrong guy for a dick pic and your surprised you get one In return. He just got on my "to do" list
I sent him a tex saying, "I thought my intentions were clear" drunk me has some balls.
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