and this is why I hate my dad. He got 25x more angry with me when I wanted to drive a different route then he suggested to get to his house (more scenic- thus more enjoyable) then he did when I told him I was driving drunk with 4 people in the car and I got my 5th speeding ticket last night.
words of advice: black light parties reveal cum stained clothing.
SANTA'S REAL. I GOT MY PERIOD.
Also, I'd like to add that that I'm not quitting my job, my boss fed me shots at 11 am this morning.
It's gotten to the point that the dirty talk in my head when I touch myself has your accent
The last text I sent him was about nachos. Frankly, if he can't respond positively to that he can fuck off...
But the real question is how many people didn't see my dick last night?
Went to bed with a bowl of spaghetti O's on my chest, I make my own breakfast in bed. New level of laziness
WHAT GOOD IS APPRECIATING IF NOBODY'S NAKED
Bjs and tacos. That's my life.
I haven't had a bra on since I quit my job.
NO. NONE OF THAT. SHAME ON YOU.
He shit in the fireplace
But at least i made friends with the nice lesbian cop. She knew i was her kind when she had to confiscate my rainbow/pride rolling papers.
He ate me out in the warehouse on a pallet of sunlight soap. I fucking love night shift!
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