i need gas-x and some way to take back every single thing i did last night.
There's a girl in here wearing a kaballah bracelet and a miley Cyrus tshirt. consider her judged.
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
Pretty sure I just had sex with the black kid who grew up in a car from "angels in the outfield"
How come I never meet celebrities?
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
pretty sure I called you last night to sing Hebrew to you.
My pussy is making all kinds of justifications that my mind would have no patience for if it was still in charge
I just told a squirrel he was gonna suffocate because he was eating a plastic bag. and i stared at him till he spit it out. Its official, I love squirrels more than people. they actually listen.
From what I can tell at a cursory glance, it seems that last night I fell asleep on string cheese and it melted into my bra.
I got to see some gay bartender let a girl with daddy issues whip Travis in the balls with his own belt. Totally worth it.
I smell like a skunk, but I'm okay with that.
He drives a tundra! Of course I fucked him. Im just saying eventually im going to need help moving and he has a nice truck. Its like thank you for later on
He asked me the next morning if he fell asleep inside of me. Drunk is an understatement.
I'm all dressed in my outfit from last night, and I'm not even the sluttiest person in Walmart right now. God bless Miami.
ya figured it'd be nice to explore the mythical world of sober sex i've heard so much about
i've often wondered how it works
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