Just filled up my pledge keg goblet with coffee at bp. They can judge all they want. At least I'm not killing baby dolphins.
My dinner was lean cuisine and tequila. Aaaaaand I need a boyfriend.
He said I was trying to make the bouncer dance with me AS he was throwing me out
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
If you really wanted to hide the fact you were gay, you could have at least had the sense to not get drunk in the same bar as your bf.
You need to fuck him. The man has his own Wikipedia.
Wait does semen show up on blood tests?
You chucked an empty vodka bottle against the wall and yelled "Everyone calm the fuck down, it's just the cops." After 10 seconds of silence I looked over and saw you pissing their fountain.
of all the things that should kill me, scurvy wont be one of them
My next goal in this relationship is to teach my boyfriend that there are valid reasons to be fear of dolphins completely.
My professor just asked for my number. Not fucking her till after finals though I learned my lesson last time.
There is blood all over my sheets and no discernible source.
I think I was judged by a squirrel this morning during the walk...
He nicknamed his dick "the fountain of youth" I think it's time to move on...
This is a hangover from hell. Delivered by the devil himself.
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