ok, his religious views on facebook are madonna lyrics. we no longer have to wonder about his sexuality.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
In an effort to go green, I just used rainwater to fill my bong.
I just jerked off and used a stopwatch to track my results. Pretty depressing on multiple fronts.
she definitely blew him on the riverbank, some lady floated past and said "have some pride honey", amazingly awkward
someone left their shoes, a resume, and a pizza in the shower... i am actually speechless
who knew i was capable of sobriety and human-like emotions all in the same night?
I had to steal sneakers from my man of the night. I dipped. But then realized I left my purse in his house. So I had to stash the shoes in some bushes and wait for him on the stoop. Then after he watches me leave, I run back and get the shoes cuz I didn't wanna be taking my hour long journey home through London at 3 pm in my six inch wedges and club dress
I might be the strongest willed bouncer ever. Earlier tonight a girl flashed me trying to get in. I just replied "Sorry I'm gay", she believed me and left.
She's cool and all but if she eats my food again I'm gonna fucking drop kick her ass. No one touches my lunchables. NO ONE.
I'm gonna be the best dressed mother fucker to ever get kicked out of that damn bar.
She is carving a little coffin out of some wood for her hamster that died. I'm flying home tonight.
So I missed the eclipse because I was masturbating.
im bringing home some absinth and some holy water. one way or another things are going to get spiritual.
So what if is hockey, you don’t turn down sex with a professional athlete. They work out all day and have amazing stamina. Your vagina will thank you!
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