Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
i threw up in his kitchen sink and then used a measuring cup to drink water because i couldn't find a clean glass. i just threw up down the stairs. it's gonna be a long walk home.
He was crying to my sister about feeling like a bad person. Then he groped my breasts.
his mom cheated on his dad so i think he has a weird freudian thing for whores
Currently microwaving whipped cream to make white Russians and hotboxing the kitchen while this random kid is dancing in the corner.
#1- I went to button my shirt only to find they were all mising. #2- I'm so fu@king sore I feel like I was sweating to the oldies all night. #3- this pounding headache I have, I blame solely on Jennifer. Everyone sounds like Billy Mays when they talk. I remember nothing from last night, I'm concerned.
Having the sex-a-thon in the back yard led to some really odd tan lines.
Like handprints on my lower back...
I'm hoping they send me home from work drunk.
Tomorrow may or may not be a problem cause i'll be wonder woman for a halloween party aka i'll be fucked up & try & jump off of shit thinking i can fly
Didn't want you to think it had been open season on my vagina since we broke up.
I dealt with the imported moonshine, but when the cocaine came out, I had to get the fuck out of there
Now I have to set an alarm for less than 6 hours from now to wake her up, get her showered and get her to her first day of tutoring a kid from her church. WTF is my life?
Did you send me a cake saying 'Happy 1st One-Night Stand Ever'?
He’s 48, has a Prince Albert piercing and a white Range Rover
I'm sorry I walked in on you guys, but all I heard from outside was her screaming "Dive, dive!". Sex was my last guess for what was going on in there.
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