cab driver gave us mini bottles of jd for the ride home & proceeded to run every red light. wonder how many bottles he drank.
he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
Im am drinking whisky alone in my parents basement. I think I just watched the point of no return stroll by.
Whatever. It was high school. Back then I'd blow anyone who had enough room between their chest and their steering wheel for my head to fit.
My autobiography is now tentatively titled "I'm Fucking the DJ, and Other Ways to Party for Cheap"
The chips are stabbing my teeth, and I can feel the muscle under my mouth contracting.
One my way home. There was too much fog, strobe lights, and cocaine for my taste.
Just called the consul general of France "dude"
Apparently I stole windex from the cab driver. Klepto Tom strikes again.
New rule for Thursdays: no high gymnastics
You're telling me he never had to ask for a blow job and he STILL broke up with you? I call bullshit on that one.
Wait, there's no way I said I would suck his dick. I know drunk Katie.
No, you told him to suck YOUR dick.
See now that sounds like drunk Katie.
I find nice boys who are in extremely long term relationships with nice girls, wait for them to break up, and sneak in for the rebound fucking.
You are like a terrifying jaguar of sex. Predatory.
is it still the walk of shame if his dad gave me a 'thanks for sleeping with my son' head nod on my way out this morning?
Are these your boobs on my camera?
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