i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
god please explain to me why there's blood underneath my fingernails AND toenails?!?!
Dude To be completely honest I don't think you want me to.
If i'm not hungover, near death, and wondering what i did the night before on Monday, life is not worth living.
and he said i stripped him down, hand cuffed him to his bed post, and tickled his arm pits, and then continued to watch The Hangover.
I was under the impression that I sent actual words. turns out it was a series of letters and question marks on a side note we still had sex
It was an awkward 3some. I took her from behind while he just made out with her.
If Amber from Teen Mom can get a new boyfriend, so can I.
The baby slept soo good last night. Its like he knows the importance of me being intoxicated all weekend.
I have so much boob sweat I could bathe a baby
Hahah fuck. I keep looking to make sure that stupid line doesn't show up when my guards are down. Babies can sense fear.
Everyone was in the walk-in getting high, and I had to be all cool. Serving soup and salads. Night manager status doesn't pay enough.
i'm not sure what happened last night.. i do remember the police calling me to find out where i was because apparently at some point i went missing? don't worry though. they found me
the quiet that you are hearing is a silent suggestion that you should go fuck yourself
Turns out that Irishman put my panties under his pillow afterward. Thanks?
I just walked in on my dad beating it.. There's not a fucking therapist in ARKANSAS that can help me with that!
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