I found out 2day that my dad was a stripper in New Oleans.
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
I bought a zebra print bikini, I'm gonna be honest here- if he doesn't want to have sex with me in this, he's gay.
I swear if it wasn't for meeting for drug dealers @ gas stations, i would never remember to get gas.
It would be like a dance party with a dick inside you. I think that's what Ke$ha wants for the world.
Well his arms broken so they only cuffed his good wrist to his belt. That's how he cast smacked me in custody.
I've spent all afternoon taking and editing selfies. The life of a bimbo is truly tiring.
My dad just asked if I could bring snacks to jail this weekend. Like what does he think this is, some type of adult play date?
Nipple rings and loofahs DO NOT mix.
He's hot....knda sweaty, drunk smells like feet....but he's hung like a whale....so in other words totally your type
Rough day
Good thing I've started drinking again
I did a line of coke with my ex tonight. Talk about memories
maybe i should limp back to therapy...
oh yeah will you also bring home vodka i wanna do shots on the roof
If we're going to communicate going forward, you'll need to be versed in Gillian Anderson.
Dont care about too tired for sex, thank you for leaving your laser pointer. I have now determined both my cats are stupid.
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