there's paper in my vomit.
strippers are much less mysterious after you sleep with them
all ill say about last night is that we tried to stop you. oh and the bus you're on is going to nashville.
Just sucked my third dick in the past twelve hours. I must want AIDS.
Just come back with most of your limbs...and your dick. Please and thank you
I mean I drunk but not enough to handle a Scientology convention
I mean, two foreign guys have drunkenly confessed their love for her, so she's clearly doing something right.
I'm having an emotional breakdown watching baby sloths on YouTube you need to come save me from myself.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
But how do I turn off the feelings though?
Vodka.
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
How was my night? He had a picture of his mom on his night stand and he yelled "Papi like" when he came. Fuck tequila.
The struggle bus has heated seats and stops at Dunkin on Friday mornings so I'll be okay.
Only thing that feels right is being horizontal in the fetal position
So much for no-infidelity-fridays....
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