what do you have against ST
DO NOT ABBREVIATE LIKE YOU AND STAR TREK ARE FRIENDS.
I wish I only lived at night.
I'm pretty sure "Like A Prayer" will forever remind me of drunk nights & pants down around the ankles
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
I've never seen so many strippers at a funeral...
This is worse that I thought. He's playing violin for me.
I woke up and found 10 txts from him. All sent at 6:30 am, and all about the muffin man.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
You didn't hold all these dicks to become a party planner!
I'm pathetic. I'm eating cream puffs in the bath and crying a little.
No, you are in the clear. The police officer finally just said "I give up" and walked away.
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
Santi's no longer allowed to buy booze in my lane. Last thing I need is a midlife crisis looking at his Id again.
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