My room smells like vodka and shame
I wish I could rss feed the hooker ads on craigslist because it looks suspicious that I check craigslist every hour.
Bein cut off at a bar is embarassing ...until you get to the next bar.
i hope when i become a housewife i'm more of a gretchen and less of a vicky
I didn't exactley write on my bucket list -- "hook up with a townie at a drivers intervention program"
I'd be there a lot sooner if these damn stairs would stop moving.
Best ethics paper a stoner could write. I called my professor Dr. Superfly Arandia. And I'm pretty sure I used "respect the hustle" somewhere in there too.
I never forget a pussy, even blackout me gives me that memory.
I heard from the downstairs bathroom "WHY CAN'T I WIPE MY ASS IN PEACE!" and a pisscrate of glass bottles breaking
In other news, I had my first sex related injury of the school year so that's cool
Oh, and let me go get some popcorn, watching you make your own decisions should be quite the shitshow.
I'm armed with nothing but $4 lip gloss gum and my phone. Ready to take on the fucking world.
Yeah I know my dick is weird, but I've surprisingly had a lot of fun with it.
I literally have a pirate chest of slutty clothing.
The cat hopped on my bed and watched me masturbate naked with a vibrator. I've never felt more sorry in my entire life
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