so im kinda of nervous about the whole bust inside event last night
we were going to warn you, but we veto-ed that idea somewhere between "this is the stupidest thing we've ever done" and "let's order a pizza"
I woke up at 4am on the couch with half my clothes on. And by half my clothes I mean my earrings.
If I can't get a one-legged man to love me, what the hell chance do I have with a NORMAL guy???
The camp director doesn't care if we drink and i'm running the rifle range. Someone is going to get sued.
I had some like war flashbacks of giving someone a handjob and i was trying to figure out who it was.
I know it was you that I fucked last night... I can smell my disappointment all over the sheets
I got shot at last night. Lesson about married chicks: learned.
I mean i can't really be mad...either way i was gonna fuck him or hate fuck him, so it's basically a win/win situation.
Omg. I wanna lecture the drug dealer about how highschool should not be his glory days.
I understand, but unless there is an intervention for me being planned, i DON NOT want to talk about my life choices
Do you know how awkward it is to get a dick pic while working at babies r us?
You know I base where I go on the likelihood of me getting laid there. This includes work.
I'm shrooming way too hard to deal with your bullshit at this particular point in time
I just had to ask my drug dealer to "keep it simple for me". Is this a new low?
We've done worse things
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