He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
i woke up and my collection of plastic neon wayfarers were half-melted in the microwave. my drunk self hates my hipster self
nothing like celebrating the fact that you're not a father by trying to impregnate other women
This sounds like "Sober" Ericka. Sorry that message wasn't for you. I only do business with "Fell off the wagon" Ericka. Please pass that message along to her.
Leaving the dealer's house. He just gave me a sincere hug and said good luck. This cant end well.
Please please please buy brown eye liner on your way home in the morning... I'm missing an eyebrow
Where are you? I hear fireworks and you've gone missing. I'm sure that is not coincidence.
According to facebook, I opened up a can of whupass on some douche who poured all the vodka on the ground.
You called the wrong number but I salute you.
The resort was totally empty, just June and I. Which of course lead to EXCESSIVE day drinking and outdoor fucking. FYI Dominicans LOVE to watch.
All I know is I drank too much, danced too little.. yet somehow woke up on the floor in the arms of some cowboy.
What if he stabs me in the back, mid-orgasm, as I sit on his face? It'd be a miraculous way to go but that's not the point
Well. I think my red tank top is jinxed. this is now the second time it's gotten jizz on it.
FUCK YEAH PUPPY BOWL
Dude, I'm sorry if you saw me getting head in my truck last night. My bad.
she just sent our roommates a message asking them for a parakeet. are you gonna call later?
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