once he started yelling at me in latin, i wasn't sure what we were fighting about anymore...
They let me out of the holding cell just in time for me to get the morning-after-pill. Rock bottom feels even worse with all those hormones.
Now that there's no chance of him coming over to fuck anymore, I'm going to put up a one-person tent in my bedroom and live in it. My bed reminds me of him.
Woke up shivering behind the titty bar, With the worst leg cramps. I'm like a poster boy for responsibility.
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
Don't patronize me, I thought of that on peyote, so it was basically like a message from God.
A big dick and how quickly they respond to snapchat is all I look for in a guy
Nautical themed porn is also great bc someone usually wears a captains hat
Jesus I should have learned from my first marriage not to get married again
It was so small.
Tiny. Got to love sexting. Imagine finding out the old fashioned way.
He tried to introduce me to one of his friends that kept looking at me and I said "OH NO! I can't do this shit anymore!!" It was like I had a vision of what drunk me would've done in about 20 minutes.
Also did I tell you guys about the time that I balled for like an hour at a frat and made them play wagon wheel and then cleaned their bathroom
My skirt was too short for the church and I brought my flask to the Scrooge play. God bless us, everyone!
How weird would it be for me to get 1 hour photos printed at CVS of my partially or all nude?
I'm pretty sure he sprained my clit...
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