i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
I can't get away from Pickles they're either stuck in me, in my mouth, or I'm stuck in one. fuck my whole entire life.
I should have but it might be too early in this fuckbuddyship to emasculate him
i just thought that perhaps i was done with the "boning on someone else's futon" stage of my life. guess not.
My kindergarten teacher served me... All coming full circle
This guy in a neck brace is ordering bottle service at the strip club. Not sure whether to applaud his commitment or scorn his addiction. It's a draw.
you can't tell me it's over and send me pics of you and your cat?
the question is "speedos?" and the answer is "yes".
I got to see some gay bartender let a girl with daddy issues whip Travis in the balls with his own belt. Totally worth it.
she just nodded and said "yeah, I'd fuck him for a reese's peanut butter cup". it's so nice to know I'm not the biggest whore living here
They came over the loud speaker and said "no laying on the dance floor.." I thought i was dancing, but apparently that's just the way it started out.
I have a 8 minute video of a fish tank on my phone.
We need to stop going to pet stores high.
Saw the guy I once slept with, he was buying Beer and shit tone of diapers. Glad to see how 2016 will turn out.
So hypothetically speaking.. say someone dropped their birth control pill in a hot bowl of soup, and it possibly disintegrated.. would it be just as useful?
Alcohol. Making me feel good about myself since 2008
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