I don't think your that much of a whore. your like a whore-let. a mini whore.
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
just witnessed some guy trade his friend $5 and a condom for his keys.
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
Should we discuss the rug burns on my back or just save that for a separate conversation
I feel like I'm taking part in a surprise porno. At least my hair looked good.
I was afraid that she would smell her boyfriend's penis on my breath while we were talking.
Also, you tried to make me learn all of the presidents, in order, with a picture book as an aid. At 4 am. What the fuck?
OK! No more randoms over for the next month this is the third fucking time I caught a naked dude drinking my OJ in the middle of the night.
I will have you again some day my love. And our divorce will be magnificent
I've found myself wondering why I WASN'T naked before, but I generally always know why I am naked. Except now. WHY THE FUCK ARE WE ALL NAKED
We haven't been trashed enough to shut down a bar together in four days. I'm starting to worry that we're growing apart.
Only I could go on a date with one guy, have a beer with a different guy and go home with the guy im trying to avoid. I have a talent or a problem.
He stopped me in the middle of a blow job to call his grandma for her birthday.
At least he has family values.
I'm shotgunning a meatball sub and watching flip or flop. i have reached a new level of singledom.
Randomize
