you kept slapshing your drinks on people saying the power of christ compels you.
well this feels familiar. awake at the crack of dawn laying in the fetal position praying for the sweet release of death. i think im done with jager for a while
He bought me shots at the bar as his way of of paying me back for Plan B
I woke up locked in the bar...this has redefined partying.
I've slowly been stuffing french fries down his pants. I'm at 31 and he hasn't even noticed.
At this point I just want to meet a man with a job.
I have the coolest burn here. Everyone is taking my picture. I'm like a celebrity of the burn victims.
HOW LONG TILL THESE DRUGS WEAR OFF. I WORK IN ONE HOUR, I REPEAT, I WORK IN ONE HOUR.
A nice make out session never hurt anyone. Plus he's a pilot, so he'll know the safety procedures for when the night crashes and burns.
Just realized Ive had sex in or around each thing listed in Green Eggs and Ham besides the fox.
There is not enough soap in the world to make me feel clean after last night. Im gonna need jesus for this one
My breasts were aching with rage.
That was right around the time that the drunken mess pulled out his dick in front of myself and like 10 other people and started peeing all over the train platform while saying, "Sometimes a bear gets you brother. Sometimes a bear gets you."
Pretty standard Thursday night commute for you, no?
Masterbating to Tolstoy. You?
yes we're having sex but I'm texting you...so what does that tell you?
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