with your own penis?
so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
your brother just told me that Guinness is the first book of the Bible...
I woke up and he had cut my bangs and put makeup on me.
I don't care how good they make you look, you've got to stop sleeping with gay guys.
I hope the walls stop moving before my manager notices that i'm still drunk.
the whole story woulnd't be so depressing if i had made out with ANYONE but the piano player.
Ima go for a jog. and I'm going to jog until I throw up a lung. then I'll crawl home.
When he gets asked "is it in?" more than his name you arent missing out on much more than a petite tampon.
I finally fell asleep and like an hour later he wakes me up and says "I've always to be woken up w a blowjob." Um, that's not how it works asshole.
As Scar once said. Be prepared! For the shit show of what's coming tonight
Since when do you jog?
Since hot shirtless guy that lives across the street jogs
Sean slept in the bushes beside my house again. Any reason he kept screaming/slurring 'it was all a bunch of goddamn lies' through out the night?
The nice lady at the neighborhood liquor store informs me that we have a new woman-run neighborhood sex shop. Jesus loves me and wants me to have a happy Valentine's day.
Have you ever had a pregnancy test laugh at you?
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
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