I just woke up. In the port-o-potty next to our tailgate. an hour after the game started. explain.
Just washed my feet between classes in the bathroom...Four girls totally judged me...
You know you hit rock bottom when you make out with a guy named after a cereal.
The only reason I give him head is because I know i'll get a back rub.
wow.
But it's a REALLY good back rub.
I can't think of anything besides pubic hair fallout. Ugh.
I just had a flash of memory of me asking all of the girls if they were on their periods. If they said yes I said it made us moon sisters.
I woke up naked in my bathtub at 5:30 this morning. There's legit a spray tan body print of me in the fetal position in my tub.
The money is just too good to quit doing it. I'm using the same justification strippers use.
but im not going to tell the owner of the penis of my dreams how to wear his hair.
Fulfilled a bucket list goal last night. Borrowed a dollar from a stripper to buy smokes
God bless Atlanta.
Does it make me immature that I debated going to this baby shower stoned, or am I normal as shit and everyone our age are having babies too young?
God dammit. My lube leaked all over my passport
I fear our relationship is coming to an end. Last night I felt the need to bloody apologise for waking him up with a blow job.
Awake! can you bring me my pants...im under the couch
Good news! Blood’s flowing!
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