Do you think most people who work at an airport Chili's can pin point where their lives went wrong?
Because the last time i saw or spoke to him he came all over me in a hammock.
I think "banned from Amtrak due to excessive projectile vomiting" would sum up the evening quite nicely.
all i remember is being at the diner with her at 3am and her storming into the kitchen to make sure the chef gave me regular fries instead of home fries.
theres a wall by my room thats like, a prime fucking wall. before i move out SOMEBODY is gonna fuck me on that wall, goddamnit.
I feel like i could break down a fucking wall with this boner
Soooo, coming over soon?
he fed me chocolate as I gave him a handjob. I felt like a princess.
I just got back to our room ....neither of us spent the night there but both our beds are occupied. send help.
Yknow what, if there is a thug life for white bitches, I'm living it. I went out on a date, watched howls moving castle with my brother till he passed out, then went and got some a+ dick, and made it home in time to take my mom to work. Now its 7am, I'm in bed with some free tacos, and when I'm done eating I'm going to sleep. What a great night.
Impressive. I've never gotten straight denied and then chased the guy naked out of my own apt. I'll remember that next time.
I'm at a restaurant. I am NOT about to discuss my asshole over the phone.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
Welp. June's off to a great start. I just ripped my pants, completely sober, at 10:30 p.m.
I feel like him using the excuse "I'm not a fan of lying" to stop me from sleeping around is hypocritical since he's cheating on his wife with me.
Topless, eating sour gummies, doing a crossword, at 4 AM. TELL ME IM BEAUTIFUL!
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