So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
i dont think there is any level of not caring that i havent covered in the last month
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
I'm so high I just tried to eat a hair tie thinking it was one of my pretzels.
Pretending to care about her feelings is becoming a full time job
Literally 6000 elephants in my backyard.
I was talking to some girls while you were falling off your bar stool into the person next to you.
was i strangled at any point last night? or was his dick just that long
Just think, this time last Cinco de Mayo you were holding me up and finding me passed out in the yard of that house.
She texted her brother about how much she loved his hot tub. He responded three days later that he wasn't aware he owned a hot tub.
It's official. Hawaii is 100% better when you're stoned.
Some older looking guy gave me his card as he exited the train. Hes a pharmaceutical rep. I'm debating asking him for a job. Obv he wants sex but if I can get a job out of this maybe I can offer him more than a cheap dry handjob bc that's all I'm really up for these days
If your gig isn't over in 30 minutes I am coming on that stage to come on your dick.
Today would have been my 8th wedding anniversary and I woke up with a hot European guy in my bed. Divorce has it's perks.
he said he couldn't believe he just lost his virginity and passed out. what have i done
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