I fucked **** last night, don't tell mike
this is mike. we're done.
I think horse shit smells the best of all shits.
i love rice pilaf. whoever invented that i would give them a hug.
In retrospect - making it rain salt all over our kitchen was not one of my best ideas.
Yes perhaps we are both wrong. And did you call me bj girl?
I feel like I just need to fuck him after all his effort. like a "hey man good try" like those kids who get last place and still get a trophy.
It's fine...I've done worse things to better people.
My tits, and hanging out behind a hotel eating pizza.
I'm not saying Tijuana was a bad idea, I'm saying that we make poor life choices. And Steve was robbed by the police.
Stay positive! You think people like sad vaginas? NO! You'll get some!
Went to take a shower. Brought my wine, forgot my towel.
I wish I had a clear image of the dude who was sucking on my tit outside the bar last night
I was really surprised he asked for my number the next morning..... and my name.
I swear we were drugged last night
We had a 130$ tab bitch. We drugged ourselves.
Hi I love you will you be up for a while!
That exclamation point was a drunk decision
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