so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Yes give me all the cream and he's gone
that last vodka shot was definitely the straw that broke the camels alcohol tolerance level
nah i think i'm gonna take my landlord's kids trick-or-treating instead. apparently the houses around here hand out wine to the adults and candy to the kids.
Sunday Funday has been cancelled indefinitely, due to lack of self control of all parties involved.
I'm in charge of his party but you're a paramedic, we're both needed.
I packed spaghetti and rum. But panties? Nah
its before 9am and ive already had to dip my dick and balls in a glass of milk. probably isnt a good sign for how today is going to go.
How did "late lunch" turn into 8 solid hours of drinking??? I feel like death.
My sobriety has gotten out of control. I think I need an intervention.
By NOT going to the gym, I'm helping my future. I don't want stripping, prostitution, or porn to be viable money making options.
I'm going to become fluent in fucking Belgian boys
He's very cute and has a totally sit-able face.
it was like reliving my childhood drunk at a bar.
Im playing a game I have to take a drink every time my gram asks me the same question hammered by 4 guaranteed
Randomize
