He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
if every girl in minneapolis isn't pregnant when i get back to the cities i will cry
you ever feel like there is a sober person insided you pointing and laughing....?
I got drunk and smashed his tv with the keg and so he blames me for being evicted.
You are colorful like whore, yet adorable, like sad puppy. You need more drink.
Highlight of my weekend: having my card suspended due to "suspicious charges" and standing in line at the gas station yelling at customer service on the phone that I really did go to 4 different strip clubs in one night
I can't find the keys to get out of my front door, there are random socks in my bicycle basket and I can see a plastic handle of cheap vodka sitting on my porch. oh, and my head just broke u with me.
Seriously I just dipped a banana in vodka I really need to stop drinking
No other way to put this but the dick was not worth him crying for an hour after. No more online hookups.
last night you told me I had a dark, salty butthole
I was so drunk last night dude. I woke up this morning to my oven being wide open and my pants on the kitchen floor.
How did you interpret 'wheat thins' from 'vaginal trauma'?
The gate guard just said to me, "I almost didn't recognize you in uniform. Welcome back." I think I need to lay off the booze.
I woke up this morning hand cuffed to the bed with three bruised ribs and Amy written in lipstick on my chest... what happen lastnite??
its official, you're fucking me on my lunch break. the only thing I want in my mouth is your dick. pick me up at noon.
want fries with that?
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