no its okay don't call 911, she's alive. just stopped by her house and banged on her door. she said she turned her phone off because she "had to be alone with her shame and embarassment". typical.
I am so high I am beginning to unironically like Vanessa Carlton.
It wasn't a wasted relationship. I got road-head in an Escalade. I still keep that with me.
also: i found my "nug jug", actually the baby did, but either way it got returned to its rightful owner
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
My meds have diminished my sex drive, this must be what regular women feel like
Me too it's so nice. Debated studying out there but woulda been 90% babe-watching 5% flexing 3% studying and 2% talkin my boners down.
Slow dancing with the chandelier.
Either im tripping real hard, or there's a legit land shark in my apartment.
I feel like they've probably fucked. Like.. you don't just bring a bitch a Big Mac if you haven't fucked her.
how come you came home with "Amanda owns this" written on your forhead
So last night was the first of "I got cut off before I walked in the bar".
but I'm still not sure how you became more and more fluent in Spanish the drunker you got
I haven't showered. And am sitting in the office smelling like a beer can someone's been using as an ash tray.
This drunk girl kept yelling for water so I dipped a cup in the toilet and gave it to her. She was thanking me all night.
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