Partly cloudy chance of praying to the porcelin gods
I'm in a strip club that reminds me of a crack house from the 80's.
I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
when i woke up this morning i blew my nose and ash came out.. i'm not sure what to make of this.
my way of studying for our final tomorrow: registering online to retake the class in the fall
I'm eating crumbled blue cheese out of Tubbaware. My life is nothing.
Some guy in lab is humming along to a Sara Barrilles song. Or maybe I'm just hearing the song echoing in his huge, gaping vagina.
My last google search of the night was "Things that cost $102.50"
No he exists. Who else tells me no matter how drunk I am to pull out. He's watching over me so my bastard doesn't get created.
I'm just going to eat until there's an actual reason why he wouldn't want to fuck me.
I just woke up to myself peeing the bed. Happy hump day! I'll never get married.
The toilet wouldn't flush at the club so I literally just shat in the garbage.
So apparently when I'm drunk and want water I pant like a dog and expect to have water given to me..
i feel like i shouldn't just had to send a text that said "no i will not eat your ass"
In my defense, the second lapdance I gave was because of a dare.
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