What can i say, inner beauty is great but it makes a hard picture to jack off to
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
It's also dangerous to ride a bike down the stairs after a few beers, but I've done it.
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
I honestly don't know if ill make it through the next two hours. The hangover is strong with this one.
Just heard the words 'Pussy Riot' on NPR...I almost crashed my car.
And I don't know what it is about weed making me want every episode of the real housewives of everywhere
If he comes over tomorrow, im answering the door naked. Simple as that.
I am now being bribed with one orgasm per every meal I eat. This is the best anorexia therapy ever
He never answered about passing his structures test no matter how I asked him. He did send a text saying that he would be "pouring alcohol into his head and balls" so I'm guessing he has to retake the whole class.
Also, I found out that my dad has the name of every boy that I've ever dated and their physical description, car type and tag number stored in his computer.
Apparently Angela went missing once and he says he learned were to look first and that it's best to have information on hand.
I broke my heels and ended up on a random party bus where I passed out after a brief stripper pole incident.
The only math I use in every day life is figuring out how much I can spend on alcohol and still have money to pay my bills. High school lied to us.
The fact that my boss lets me drink on my lunch break makes Mondays much easier.
Mike Pence got the fuck boy eyes though
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