Who was more unwelcome: The two of us at the party last night, or Kimmy Gibler at the Tanner residence?
its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
I thought about farting is his face when he was going down on me last nite.
Only time i ever look at my online banking statement is to see when i left the bar.
I think I actually have rug burn on my eye.
He showed up 3 hours late wearing roller skates and acted like nothing was wrong with that.
I have a question: does pizza dipped in chili sound good or am I just really high?
Finishing last nights 1.5L of wine and beef jerky for breakfast. Work looms, ever the prickly bitch.
You were crying and singing wanted dead or alive while trying to eat cold soup, I think that pathetic is an understatement
I'd go lesbian for $50 and a good phone case.
Was so close to hoppin on it but then I realize it's not a dick and I needed to keep walking. Primal instincts.
Sometimes I just want to kiss you without you pulling ur cock out and waving it at me
My sobriety has gotten out of control. I think I need an intervention.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
Just woke up with the taste of tequila, weed, and cigarettes in my mouth spooning a friend I haven't seen since college wearing one contact and one ankle sock. I hate myself.
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