So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
After 10 years all I have gotten is one bra pic, at this point I should be able to draw your cervix from memory
I fucked him in a hamburger. literally. he has a hamburger bed.
he turned two sober chicks into 7 drunken girls...he's my hero
I can't right now...you know Sunday night is whn I get drunk and do laundry.
She kept chasing him yelling thief, because he drank some of her drink. That was at 8, it got worse.
I already have one guy that I have regrettable sex with. I don't need another.
did i try to light ur hair on fire with a sparkler at the club saturday?
The main two things I remember from last night is you "spanking Katey into reality" and watching her barf in terror.
i woke up to something itchy on my head. it was his mustache. he fell asleep face-plant style on the side of my head. WTF?
My old dealer would be proud of the drug cocktail I just took for my back pain.
He was leaving the restaurant I was going to as I was parking. I didn't want to scream, "hey, didn't I jerk you off?" Out of my window at 10 am
She's got Mike in the bathroom. He's covered in meat.
Why are you naked at 4pm?
Its my birthday, I dont have to wear clothes
I'm sitting in the car vaping at an elementary school to try and deal with the stress of existing. About how i thought being 30 would go for me tbh
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