I attract so much trash. The guy that is engaged and kissed me is here so is his fiancé. I feel likeshw knows and will cut me in the bathroom might happen. If I'm not at the pool tomorrow she has blonde hair and is really flat.
I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
Have thirty minutes until my shift starts. My heart says liquor store but my future says no
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
for the record, graham crackers won't get the taste of cock out of your mouth. also we're out of graham crackers
I called for backup and had two guys carry him to the shower. The bigger guy offered to wash his hair.
I told the bartender that he could give me back the tip I gave him if he outsmarted me in a battle of wits. He has yet to challenge me.
I feel like everytime I call him he's either fucking or getting into trouble. It's really disturbing that he presses the answer button and then proceeds to fuck her harder.
just to let you know its hard to talk to your father while being fingered up against a car..
No more drinking with Em. She was on the ground so much she looked like she belongs in a lifealert commercial
I drunkenly took 3 laxatives last night since I felt fat.... this is going to be a rough morning
sorry for laughing and taking pictures while you were having an asthma attack on st. patricks day
Not many people can say they've been photo bombed by an antelope. I sure did.
Nah it's alright, I'll just ride cock all the way to hell
Your ability to eat ass like its your job and yet turn down quinoa because it's "gross" is confusing.
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