That's intense
That bar we were at last night smelled like cougars. Virginia Slims, Aqua Net and Summer's Eve.
my nick name has gotton too long over the years..C.T.P.S.G.F.P.G.......cock tease private school groupie frat party groupie.
answer the phone. i thought i was eating cheese but it was butter. i ate a lot of it.
I told my mom I had sex with him and even SHE was proud. Now that's saying something.
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
You did a strip tease for the toilet.
stuck in the elevator with that hot guy from the 3rd flood. Worried he can smell my spray tan and desperation
I can feel my ovaries exploding thinking about them.
I feel like i'm walking on a never-ending field of baby sheep.
And, through a series of unfortunate events, I am at my grandmothers birthday party in a short dress and no underwear
Well it ended with everyone taking a bite out of a raw potato and a girl crying because her boyfriend wouldn't bring her any grape juice. So yeah...I'd say the night was a success.
On NPR this morning, farmers are feeding weed to pigs. The result: pot bacon. Life just got better.
Smoked a blunt with my dad then introduced him to cinnabon delights. Today was a good day.
...and now I welcome the sweet embrace of death.
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