I just got back to Nicks and I shoul dnot have drank this much when I have to work at 7AM!!!!!
you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
The bar posted my picture because my name changes with each new fake i get. i'm getting a wig.
It's sad the highlight of the night was you didn't electrocute yourself again.
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
I've come to the conclusion that the dicks in Arizona just don't have enough size for me.
I almost lit my balls on fire tonight.
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
my neighbors having band practice on sunday morning is a message from the universe that I should stop drinking
What am I supposed to say? "Hi new uncle in law once I tried cocaine in Mexico and every once in a while i motorboat strangers. so happy to be a part of your family"
I'm tired of being known as the Great Giver Goddess of the Almighty Pity Bone.
I appreciate alcohol much more now that I have to be sober sometimes
You start to question your party girl tendencies when you're wearing the same shirt you wore the night before to work and you're trying to get last nights Jell-O shot off the sleeve on your way to work
The only people allowed to make me cry are myself and Chris Hemsworth as Thor. And me.
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