So apparently I told him I was off to go "whore skipping" and I disappeared into the night skipping down the street. I know this because there's video.
I think we should see other people.
Already working on it.
btw, her name was actually Alixx. in retrospect, it was pretty much a gimme
Well he paid for dinner, so I paid for the Plan B, but the parking ticket I got is totally his responsibility.
The dry cleaners wouldn't even take our clothes. That's how bad of a night it was.
It was ths the worst 15 minutes of my life. . . It was like fucking a warm stick of butter.
we're driving around with this really dirty (unclean and inappropriate) 60 year old ex-san quintin con named old skool d that my brother knows and hes bringing us to get weed. what is montana?
Also just throwing this out there I don't think anyone who brings another girl back to your bed to share with you can qualify as a frigid bitch
So the dog chewed my vibrator last night. It added a nice new texture actually.
For a girl who cried from fear the last time she was asked out, this. Is. TERRIFYING!
Girl. There is no more toilet paper. You should have seen the twerking I just did to shake the pee off.
Kids music just accidentally came on at this party. I didn't know how many stoners were here until they all sang along.
It's not a hangover, it's "slept on a couch with another person and said person moves a lot and is loud"
sarah's view on last night: a threesome to make things less awkward. oh, well done.
I wish people could trade lives with me for a day so they could see how much better my life is compared to theirs
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