so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I'm curled up in a ball on the floor of my office with the lights off. I hope no one notices. No more open bar. Woof.
turns out I still hate jay leno...even at 10pm.
just once i'd like the "right thing" and the "topless thing" to be the SAME THING
I'm having horrible flashbacks of being groped by Pauly Shore.
Ok, I have three hours. I'm trying to work out two blow jobs and a taco.
Only sluts go out in this weather carpe diem boys
I had to hose off vomit off my driveway at 9 am.....so hot
That makes sense.. A good Bj is a trump card in any argument
Theres just something about today that says lets get drunk, dont you think?
I need weed and if he's hot, maybe he can supply me with sex too.
we live vicariously through your huge boobs
Yeah that was post sex. I was thinking in my mind, no wonder he didnt ask me to call him daddy since he actually is a dad
I hate when pretentious people talk bad ab corn dogs
My GF, FWB and Side piece are all booty calling me. I’m a victim of my sexual success
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