What did I say to him last night?
Something along the lines of "your not here, I'm going to fuck sam. call me later babe, this won't take long, love you"
all in all not a bad night
cruising supermarkets, asking random people where i can get weed. fuck alaska
I think im gonna have to stop sexting on the metra. The middle aged businessman behind me just leaned over and whispered 'dirty girl' and highfived his seatmate.
I only wish the guy being lead around by his cock at the drag show was the weirdest part of my night.
I feel like jumping into a breast pit right now. Like the old school ball pits at mcdonalds.
My bed smells like stale sex...I want it to smell like fresh sex, I miss you.
We'll I told him I wanted to keep it PG last night, but then later I asked him to take his pants off. So i'm guessing it was my fault.
I feel like I should be doing a victory lap around my house to the rocky music, or zapping and smiting people with my mystic wizard powers
I'm really hot. went tanning and this cheeseburger shirt like isn't breathable
Nutrition teacher wants anything i eat or drink documented for the week including dancefestopia. Do you know the recommended daily ammount of psylicybin or MDMA?
bring the pregnancy test and the margarita mix, see you in 15
I've done dumber things than this for flimsier reasons. Come with. If I pull it off I need a witness, and if I fail I need an escape plan.
There needs to be a greeting card for "I miss having sex and smoking weed with you."
Drink water, eat food, and stop tazing yourself
Casey, if you want the continuing love of our mother, you're gonna need to stop drunk texting her from PCB.
Randomize
