i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
Ok pretty sure I just saw Mike O'Malley walking through the parking lot. I wanted to see if I followed him, would he lead me to the acro-criag, i've always wanted a crack at that bitch.
and she was petting her beer can
Im at the zoo right now high out of my mind and feel as if the animals are watching me and Im the one in a cage.
i DID try to find you last night. i asked where you were and you texted me the letter "e" and a picture of the dark.
I've decided I'm peeing in a solo cup then throwing it on his windshield. It's official. He called the cops 4 times in our first week at the house. He deserves it, right?
His penis has been a bonding mechanism beyond comparison.
And I feel like pitchers of margaritas accidentally make it down your throat a lot.
I mean, the lady at the Mexican restaurant insisted. She said she would win a prize if she sold another pitcher before noon. And plus I got to wear a sombrero
I felt so bad but my urge to be with you & drunkenly eat your face was apparently much stronger.
I'm eating cake, naked, in bed. I am GREAT at being single.
I still feel like a bad person. A shoulder to cry on became a dick to suck.
I laid naked in his bed as he brought me an ice cream sandwich so I would say everything worked out great
I apparently asked the cab driver to show us his dick and then he showed me a picture of his girlfriend
I am afraid of asking him for his new number so I continue to text the one that's no longer in service.
Not having a reliable dick in is getting expensive. I’ve had to replace 3 vibrators since Mike and I split up
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