I had a dream last night that I was the one that killed Biggie
It feels like I shit a light bulb that shattered on the way out.
the people going to church this morning while i was walking home did not seem as pleased as i was with how many beads i earned last night
I had no idea a 5'8 girl could fit entirely on her knees in front of the passenger seat of a Sunfire, but I am very happy to now have that knowledge.
Then I realized I was alone sitting on the bathroom floor brushing my teeth at 2am laughing to myself.
I didn't cheat on him. He just hasn't been informed of the open part of our relationship.
My mom opened up my bank statement today....my first alcohol intervention class is at 7:30am tomorrow.
I'll have party bus drop you off in the morning.
Yeah, you went up to him and said "I stare at people until they feel obligated to talk to me."
When you were bringing him upstairs I told him to bring you on down to pound town. you're welcome.
Dad's teaching me to make moonshine this weekend as "college prep". How scared should I be sis?
Fucking holidays. How do I have this many men who want to fuck me and none of them are available when I'm ready to blow my top?
Enjoy the penises
First contact since we had sex and it's to get my HBO password. I sure pick winners huh
Better not shit yourself at the gym.
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
Randomize
