His vagina is bleeding blood all over the court
I'm at his house. He has VELCRO shoes. I'm too desperate to leave...I may need help in thee life dept
I'm like a rollypolly, I only open my legs up when I feel safe.
I feel like this whole "telling that guy i have a kid to avoid him" thing is getting out of hand..
How so?
Probably at the point when i told him i was "Too drunk to drive" and "had to pick up my kid" all in a span of like 2 hours.
Just got cockblocked by coyotes. This would happen to me.
I just woke up wearing the O-ring from my dildo harness as a bracelet. Classy.
just fought my dog for the chicken pie I dropped on the floor.
We were just at different life stages. He wanted to get married and have kids, I wanted to take MDMA and fuck my roommate.
Idk. The last coherent text said something about $25 & dimes. And then...it's just letters...
holy fuck man...it feels like I got beat the fuck out of by death's baseball bat...chimichangas?
Everyone was in the walk-in getting high, and I had to be all cool. Serving soup and salads. Night manager status doesn't pay enough.
You dropped my mother on the dance floor. She has a concussion. You didn't apologize. Don't speak to me for a while.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
I love my cat. she doesnt judge when i stumble in my house drunk and pass out on my floor. my dog looks at me disappointed.
I often wonder if we’re introverted extroverts, but I don’t think so. I think we’re just easily tired scumbags
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