I don't know how I got that girl last night. I feel like seal right now sans the scars
i'm officially boycotting relationships. hello random hook ups and treating men like meat.
I just took the soap out of the bathroom and hid it... this way I could see if she would say anything. you know, to see how clean she was
i dont feel like going...you don't know how much work goes into getting my whore on
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I did not stop moving last night. If tequila gives me that extra push to have an active lifestyle, so be it.
When I try to close my eyes ibwant to puke. Going to the basement to watch pocohantas. That'll keep myeyes open. And puke free.
we used the bottom of a tampon for coke since no one had a 20 on them. My life has resisted to this.
You didn't even properly utilize my pigtails.
Did we almost burn down the bar last night? I guess flaming shots were a bad idea.
I just asked her to come in through the window, this pretty much solidifies the whole fuck-buddy thing...
I can't name a single part of my body that isn't sore. Who says break up sex is bad sex?
Weird thing is that's not the first time I've been felt up by a Santa. Happens every year
I just want to see his penis in the light. Is that a crime?
I fucking hate them. They came over and sat on me and made out. On top of me. Who the fuck does that?
Two grav bong hits and a shower later and I'm ready for company
It's like you say things that speak to my soul on a deep personal level
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