I woke up and found 10 txts from him. All sent at 6:30 am, and all about the muffin man.
It's 5:30am in Vegas and I'm eating McDondalds next to crying prostitutes.....low point.
He was with one girl when I went to bed, wad with another when I woke up and now he just told me he was with a 3rd in-between last night and this morning. Jesus Christ.
The only requirement is that his name is Kevin... All other factors don't matter to drunk me. Drunk me likey Kevins.
I love being Chipotle's first beer sale of the morning.
well in DOG beers, i've only had one
Ive seen him cuddling a giant inflatable seahorse. Nothing could be creepier than that.
As an added realisation of today. If we used the last time I got laid as a conceiving date I would have a two week old baby. It's been too long...
Just found the last picture of me as a virgin. Framed it.
those were not strange pants with a really large waist band...it took me 3 days to realize I was wearing someone's sweater as pants
i was so high i thought the horse on my poster was running
Also I like this area. Lots of places for me to get tacos.
Bonded with the ladies at the perfume outlet by saying "help me smell like i'm not hungover before my shift starts". This is not where I wanted my life to be
Did we seriously steal a wet floor sign from McDonald's then get chased down by a homeless man for it? Never drinking again.
Stop it. You know what r&b does to my body
Randomize
