Dude, I just had an awesome rave/orgy with like bunch of hot Asian chicks on a cable car. It was like being in a Gwen Stefani video, cept w/o the bad spelling
God, I love San Francisco.
A guy at the bar bought me a jag bomb because I'm the chick that frosts his donuts at KT. Never have I been more proud of being a failure at life.
he doesn't drink and he's an emt - he'll be our dd for nye in exchange for a threesome tomorrow afternoon.
You "were" hungover, which is past tense. So that gives you no excuse not to go out tonight.
He just laughed at his drink laid on the floor and crawled to the bathroom
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
Can you explain to me the broken disco ball in my front yard?
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
And for some reason I just want to have sex with EVERYTHING
A BJ like that needs to be recommended.
I'm not leaving my family to go to a strip club on good friday.
Besides he said his dick was as big as a loaf of bread and that it was broken. So I was like u have half a head of hair and a broken dick that looks like bread. No thanks. Im good.
Just figured out my hair is long enough to tie my wrists together. . .get over here NOW!
I'm going to start using the hurricane naming system for my hangovers. Hangover Agatha is a real bitch today.
the puppy had a little leather gag and was using a ball gag as a fetch toy
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