Turns out drinking large amounts of Gentleman Jack does NOT turn you into a Gentleman -- quite the opposite actually.
I skipped work to stalk him.
its like whenever the snow comes all the hott girls drop out of school. where are they
yeah but it's new years. they should arrest people for being sober that day.
I haven't even gone in yet. I'm sitting in the waiting room playing a game i like to call "Who else is here for AA".
He got tattooed, peirced, and we're pretty sure he got rufeed by that fat chick. He was like a walking spring break stereotype.
Last time I stayed at my moms my fucking car got set on fire sooo maybe I should think this through.
I was high last night eating a fudge bar and making eggs with toast and corned beef hash for a 2 am snack and my dad asked what I was and the only reply I could think of was "I'm an adult."
I woke up snuggling a bottle of water while Hercules played on Netflix. Whiskey Wednesdays
I'm tired of the topic. I sent him a pic of my vagina to change it.
I should become a firefighter. Who uses his cock to fight fires. Like a Superhero.
I need to be her Aladdin, and show her the world. The sex world.
idk what to be more embarrassed/confused about, that i lost my underwear or that i woke up covered in fried rice
This town reeks of teen pregnancy.
After he came, he took a two minute power nap and then fucked me for another 45 minutes. He is a machine!
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