I think I saw a glimmer of recognition, but she must not have been able to make me out through all of her whorishness.
Need sex. Gaining weight.
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
The project manager just came into talk to me for the first time and I had justed googled best drum solo ever and couldn't X out of the screen.
The trick is to not slur when purchasing the condoms at 3am
yeah, its right past the deli mart where i showed my right tit for mozzarella sticks.
Just sponge bathed with a swissper. Thrush inevitable. Shaking.
I'm going to have to take an awkward trip to the front desk to ask them if they found a pair of turquoise shorts and an "I'm the Mom" sweatshirt.
God I hope my hair dresser doesn't realize that all these hairspiration pictures are from gay porn blogs on tumblr.
I just want to have sex and eat oreos. and then take body shots. like everyday.
Does Jim keep sending you pics of him in drag too???? If so, are you also slightly uncomfortable?
Also I feel that I would be a hell of a sled dog operator.
I just KNEW this was gonna happen. NEVER say "all the free Jameson you can drink" around Tina.
What's the point of bringing a Jack and Coke to work if my boss is just gonna piss and moan about me day drinking again?
I DONT HAVE THE SOCIAL SKILLS TO EXPLAIN THAT YOU DIED EATING MY PUSSY
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