Currently in a meeting. i am playing the not throw up game. god i hope i dont lose.
its like playing clue every morning after we party. she did him in the kitchen with..oh god.
I've spent the last three hours watching 30 rock and eating marshmallows and ham. I'm considering taking up weed to justify my lifestyle.
He's still filling me in on the details. mid-table dance i asked to go water skiing?
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
I caught myself flirting with clients today. Someone needs to take me to pound town before I self destruct. This is a code red. I repeat code red.
New low. Just realized I hooked up with a guy from Grindr in the hallway of a building my great grandfather used to own..
can we for just one second remember that I played with a homeless man's rat at st marks?
He's so twisted that he's acting out Dragon Ball-Z by himself. The Tanquray and THC combo doesn't play around.
stop fucking thinking about him when there is A MILLION OTHER PENISES TO RIDE IN THE WORLD
He's balder, I'm skinnier. I win. I. Win.
I havent moved from the couch and I'm licking peanut butter from a spoon, I'm a beautiful person.
I swear to god, no guy has been as interested in sticking stuff up my butt as this girl
So he apologized for peeing on my floor.. then we fucked all night.
Real classy
tell me about the eggs
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