Tell me why I go to the dollar store for nail polish remover and a ghetto black dude trys to hit on me in the parking lot, then he gets in line behind me with a dousche bag literally and that is his only purchase.
a hangover this bad deserves a feeding tube
I'd call her a cunt, but she dooesn't seem to have the depth or warmth.
oh god all I remember is forward rolls down the corridor and all I have to show for it is "fit Romanian guy" saved in my phone
I cant shower it involves moving...
Just lay there and turn the water on. At least rinse off the shame.
I think you're going to have to drive me to white haven. I don't know if my brain can handle having my mom drop me off at a strip club.
At one point last night I over heard you say " I'm gonna puke in a bag and pour it down your throat" I LOVE YOU.
I was dressed in monkey onesie serving people vodka jelly with a spoon...
Nope. He totaled my car then moved back to Louisiana to work things out with baby mama. I sure know how to pick em
Multiple bruises and a hell of a headache later, I have still to find out where the fuck I picked up the bottom half of a mannequin.
Maybe it was that imaginary ghost dick you were stuffing in your mouth a minute ago
After arriving 30 minutes late, he slowly walked to his desk and halfway there he just falls over like a tree and passes out. I now have some sort of proof as to how awesome that night was.
I've decided I'm going to drink again. More. Day drinking. Night drinking. Everything. It's the responsible thing to do since I'm not pregnant
He Dutch ovened me while I was hiding under the covers from his mom. Needless to say it did not end well.
I'd like to buy a season pass to your dick please.
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