i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
Both
Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
I just tried to pee in a pad to see if it was like a diaper. it's not.
What a tease, dude. She's giving me emotional blue balls.
Either she got face surgery at midnight, or i need to stop drinking...
Im like a co-bf. he pays for her birthday and christmas, but i get all the action.
One of my students just told me turtles are lazy and need to get a job. Fuck yes, my job here is done.
High enough to fry lime slices.....tasted like shit, by the way
I really should sober up and deal with this hangover
It seems to be one of those life decisions I'm perfectly content never making though
we've been together for three years, and i still get excited when i know i'm going to give him a blow job. it's that kind of love
I just blurted out "it's pretty tight isn't it"
Dude, we apparently put a washing machine drum in that back of your truck with the full intention of making a bonfire in it.
Well, the night started out with you ALMOST falling out of a tree. Then we went back to the tree after about 9 shots and you DID fall out of the tree.
i dunno dude, he took his shirt off and is rubbing jello shots on himself. i think he's done
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