I keep trying to leave, but for some reason I'm staying
therell be strippers and coke right?
no strippers. just coke.
i hate this fuckin recession
I just found a Chris Hansen soundboard online, care to guess what I'll be doing all day?
just overheard a conversation that ended in "and that's what I learned in France" How could that not have been about sex
I hope my sperm were as drunk as I was.
Sorry I pulled the thermostat off the wall..
You better not fucking die before we have sex while you blow fire. I'm serious. Don't mess up my sexual bucket list.
Your job is getting in the way of our day drinking. Shots on the hour are not as cool alone.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
Yep. It's going to be us, strippers, and drag queens.
A glittery, gay, heavily makeuped, scantily dressed clusterfuck.
I woke up wearing a headband made of condoms. It was supposed to be a crown for the "prettiest fag hag" award I won last night. There is lube in my hair. I'm going back to sleep
I mean there are things broken right and left, I woke up surrounded by dog statues, and we had a vodka bubble bath.
also had sex in his sister's princess style bunk bed.
but you are a princess that one was appropriate.
Ugh... The hoe gods giveth and the hoe gods taketh away.
Guy just rode past on a lowrider bike smoking a blunt, I want his life
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