So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
but i got with him after midnight so its technically 2 days
Just had a drunken guest at my hotel threaten to "throw a fuckin fireball at my face"
She's gonna be fat in the future. On a side note I had a "It's not you, it's me." conversation with a bottle of jack last night.
He just said he was the Jesus of alcoholics.
naw. unless you want me to sit in a corner, not understand english and eat all of your cheese then i don't think it's a good idea.
We broke two of his toes while having sex. He laughed said he'd fix it in the morning and kept going. I think I'm in love
I have your shoes, your bike, and someones blue underwear. Round 2 tonight?
My life now consists of 2 time frames. BV before vibrator and AD after death of my sex life.
I just caught myself watching and Irish step dance documentary in my underwear drinking nyquil through a straw at 2 in the afternoon. today's off to a good start.
The fact that he said "there's nothing wrong with being a raging drunk, just ask my mother." has me thinking that I have no positive role-models among my friends.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
Things are coming back to me in chunks. I vaguely remember signing a shirt that said 'I enjoy vagina'
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU
Only thing that feels right is being horizontal in the fetal position
It's weird having sex with someone you actually like
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