she's got a whisker from her dead cat taped to the wall. I'm pretty sure that about sums it up...
the girl i fucked last night woke up this morning, disoriented and looked at me, and said "oh, you're hot." and went back to sleep.
Drinking bud light and eating rice cakes...this is the closest to getting in shape for spring break as its going to get.
Ive been using palmolive to shower with for he last week, dont tell me about not having money. Im heading to the bar r u going.
Ps. The strap-on in the pic i sent you last night was not mine. Just wanted to clear that up.
So I realized I was officially over him when I was getting a lap dance on the keg bus at 3am from his old boss and I was double fisting:)
I have never smelled more like a drunk mariachi band than I do right now.
Managed to get through family dinner without anyone knowing I was tripping balls. Christmas miracle. He exists.
I have a diplomatic trade for you. My pants for your rum. Tomorrow?
hey, being drunk and dumb is my thing. Don't take that away from me.
I AM CRUING IT IS 93:2 AM AND I AM CYGIN INT BED
Like he and the nurses kept being so persistent with it and I just wanted to run out of there in my backless gown and yell FUCK OFF BITCHES IM OUT
it was like reliving my childhood drunk at a bar.
i knew it was a party when i saw you sitting on the couch naked with the keg in your lap, still drinking and passing out cups
was i wearing any clothes at that point?
socks and a thong
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