So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
the line runs infront of fredricks of hollywood. it's like gamestop is showing me how pathetic I am.
Last night I dreamed I was having gay sex in prison. That's the last time we go to theme night at the club.
Great. Me and the intoxalock guy are getting so close he just said "alright see you later girl!" when I called about getting the blower recallibrated.
I don't think he knows what shame means anymore. He gave some bar slut his sisters Tiffanys necklace, in exchange for anal.
He had a tramp stamp of his own phone number. You can't tell me that isn't smart.
I was carrying around a bottle of Jameson yelling rescue me
Master Skywalker, there are too many of them. What am I going to do?
Hit on the one in the red shorts. The thirst is strong with this one.
If you find my purse on your yacht please call me - girl you slept with after yacht party
I can give you five reasons its your baby
and I can give you 10 reasons it's not, but I'm busy so I'll just go with you have the wrong number. And also I'm a straight girl.
I don't know whether to laugh it off or be pissed at him..I got pulled over this morning leaving his place and the officer thought my hickeys were hand prints around my neck and asked if I needed to be escorted out of town.
I was supremely disappointed in the lack of dick and doughnuts in my life last week.
That was the night I realized I need to grow up and stop eating mushrooms with strange 40 year old men in convertibles.
I learned so much in Pittsburgh
I just had sex on my divorce papers. I've never felt so poetic.
congratulations on joining the accidental bisexual club
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